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.

in his hand,

unbuttoned one after another,

and luring body lines made

asked in embarrassment, “Ernest,

off my clothes.” After a pause, he added, “My clothes are dusty. I don’t feel

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

phone before taking them off?” She noticed that he purposely put the camera in front of his body,

might get

read Florence’s mind, Ernest chuckled. “I don’t mind you keeping

collar of his

was

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

Florence realized that not a woman’s charm could be seductive, but

Florence’s expression, his

that he had tried hard to

could arouse him even with her

go to you tomorrow

“What?”

man’s eyes that were

to her after going to her

continue to do whatever

if her face would bleed. Pressing her lips tightly, she felt

the atmosphere was quiet, they could feel the ambiguity that

continued to unbutton the buttons, and a large

powerful arcs and

than seeing a movie. Florence’s heart hammered so violently as if it

also a benefit. Finally, Ernest had taken off

- she was way

taken off the shirt

had been

sound stimulated her

became reddish. “What are you doing?”

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

take

would live broadcast taking off his trousers in front of her. How shameless! Florence

covered her eyes with

Florence was shy, Ernest smiled more

teased her, “Why are you so

his body face-to-face in