My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

On the way, Ernest and Florence kept chitchatting about their daily lives. Both felt quite warm in their hearts.

Unconsciously, Ernest arrived at the hotel he checked in - an ultra-luxury hotel, Cindery Hotel.

Florence had never been there, but she knew the hotel was the nearest one by the Fraser family’s villa.

She knew that Ernest had chosen to check in here because of her.

Warmth raised in her heart again. On the screen, Florence watched Ernest walk into the hotel, get in the elevator, and entered his room.

His room was a president suite, quite luxurious. There were not a lot of his belongings in this room, but Florence saw there were two laptops on the tea table.

She was confused. “Why do you use two laptops?” she asked, wondering if one wasn’t enough.

Ernest’s eyes twinkled, a touch of complicated darkness flashing through them.

He answered in a deep voice, “Yeah. I have too much work to deal with. Are you sleepy now?”

Florence shook her head. With him, she felt quite spirited and energetic.

Ernest chuckled. “Do you want to continue chatting with me?”

Florence’s ears blushed. She retorted shyly, “Not really. Since you’ve arrived, hurry up and take a shower before going to bed.”

“How about you?”

“I’m going to bed, too. I’m already lying on my bed, ready for sleep,” Florence answered, affirming with her lips but denying in her heart.

She had completely forgotten that she said she wasn’t sleepy at all.

Ernest’s eyes were full of amusement.

Back then, Florence was always double-faced. Just at that time, they hadn’t confessed their love to each other, and there were a few misunderstandings between them. But now, when seeing her be like this, Ernest adored her a lot.

He pressed his thin lips. After a long while, he said, “Okay. Let’s hang up.”

“All right,” Florence answered with hesitation, suppressing her reluctance.

They had been on the video call for almost an hour, but she wasn’t tired of it at all. She even wanted to be like this forever.

Ernest waited for a few minutes, only to find that Florence was looking at him without any intention to hang up at all.

He curled up his lips into a deeper smile.

his hand, he walked

unbuttoned his shirt with one hand. While the buttons were unbuttoned one after another, his slender neck, collar

luring body lines made

“Ernest,

calmly, “Taking off my clothes.” After a pause, he added, “My

that Ernest was a neat freak. He never could stand dusty or stained clothing. Just now he came out of the forest, which

Florence was touched while blushed. “Why don’t you put down your phone before taking them off?” She noticed that he purposely put

might get

read Florence’s mind, Ernest

button. The collar of his shirt was

gaze was glued on

good figure in a just proper way. Even his chest was in the most perfect state. He looked strong and powerful. Compared with

realized that not a woman’s charm could be

Florence’s expression, his eyes

had tried hard to suppress started to burn in his

could arouse him even

I’ll go to you tomorrow

“What?”

was stunned. When she looked at the man’s eyes that were full of desire,

would do to her after going to

continue to do

her face would bleed. Pressing

atmosphere was quiet, they could feel the

and a large area of his

arcs and perfect

was more exciting than seeing a movie. Florence’s heart hammered so violently as if it would

Ernest had taken off his shirt, but

-

taken off

and cover what she had been doing, Florence saw Ernest reached out one hand to the belt

clear sound

reddish. “What

looked at her deeply and chuckled in a low voice. “My trousers got dirty as

take

in front of her. How shameless! Florence couldn’t have the guts to keep

she covered her eyes

that Florence was shy, Ernest smiled more

“Why are you so

face-to-face in a