My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

After hanging up the phone, Florence thought that Ernest called her from the supermarket and then he would drive up to the hillside. Hence, it might take him a long while.

Unexpectedly, she saw Ernest come back shortly.

She gaped at him when he climbed in from the window. “How could it be so fast?” She wondered if he flew back.

Seeing through her mind, Ernest didn’t explain.

He walked to her and bend over slightly, approaching her with his handsome face.

“Don’t you want to reward me for it?”

Reward him? For what?

Looking at the enlarged side face in front of her, Florence blushed instantly, wondering if he was asking for a kiss.

With a hammered heart and twinkled eyes, Florence snatched the tampon from his hand.

“I’m going to the bathroom.”

After finishing her words, she sneaked into the bathroom as if she was escaping.

Ernest looked at her receding back, curling up his lips into a doting smile.

With Florence by his side, he would always be in a good mood.

After changing the tampon, Florence walked out of the bathroom, only to find Ernest sitting on the sofa again with a glass of wine in his hand. He took a sip.

However, she noticed the bottle of wine was almost finished.

It seemed that he had drunk a lot tonight.

However, Florence understood that any man would be quite depressed when he was at the most critical moment in bed. Moreover, Ernest was interrupted twice in a row.

Florence felt a bit sorry for him. Walking to the sofa, she sat down next to him.

“Ernest, thanks for the tampon,” she said. After a pause, she added, “I really appreciate it.”

He rushed to shop for the tampon for her at midnight.

Ernest raised his hand and held Florence in his arms, pressing a doting smile.

“You can’t only thank me by words.”

He looked at her deeply. “How would you like to thank me?”

polite to

man couldn’t bear suffering a loss at

like me to

on her shoulder

in a steady, low, and luring voice, “After your period, you take the

blushed in

never expected that he would be so shameless. It turned out that he was still thinking about that kind of

embarrassment, Florence titled her head

Instead of getting annoyed, he put his palm on

“Does it hurt?”

“A little bit.”

her head. Then she turned quite surprised. She looked at Ernest in shock, “How do you know

and he didn’t have any girlfriend before, so

her thought - did he

and down. “You seem to know quite a lot. Have you had a

teach the

thin lips. “Nope. You are my first

answer warmed up

was Ernest’s

a surprise, she blurted out, “Are you

at Florence more

straightforward her question was. She blushed deeply in shame. She was about to explain and change the

calmly, “No,

Florence gaped.

and quite disappointed. Although Ernest hadn’t been in love before, as

asked for so many details. After knowing his

at Florence’s face with disappointment, Ernest curled up his lips into

he asked playfully, “Are you

at all!” Florence retorted

all bygones for him. Why would she get jealous of those women who were not even his girlfriends? Florence told herself not to be

her deeply. Although she said she was not jealous, he couldn’t find a trace

glad you’re

in an extremely doting voice, “Anyway, you are

“What?”

Ernest,

they hadn’t made love yet. She wondered what he meant by she was the only woman for

so

and he wouldn’t make up

confusion, Florence asked, “What do you

yourself,” Ernest answered in such a mysterious

he put down