My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

Chapter 420: How Will You Make It up to Me?

She gripped his hand happily and asked, “Since you came here now, has anyone found you?”

Although it was raining, it was still the daytime outside.

Ernest shook his head. “I don’t think so.”

“Are you very busy? Am I holding up you too long because you came over to see me?”

Florence felt a bit guilty. She knew how busy Ernest had been in the past few days. He even didn’t have time to sleep.

“Yep. You’ve been holding me up too long.” Ernest looked at Florence deeply.

Florence was taken aback. She was quite agape as well. Although she said those words, she had expected that Ernest could probably comfort her and tell her it didn’t matter.

But, much to her surprise, he said yes. Florence felt quite embarrassed.

With a blushed face, she heard Ernest add, “I’ll go back and work overtime for several more hours again. If you feel sorry for me, you can’t do such stupid things next time.”

His disdain was so direct that Florence felt so embarrassed. However, a trace of sweetness surged in her heart no matter how hard she tried to suppress it.

She knew that what Ernest was concerned about the most was that she couldn’t get injured.

Florence took his hand and raised it next to her lips. Then she kissed it.

She said seriously, “I’ll make it up to you in the future. This is the seal and my signature.”

Ernest’s eyes suddenly became deepened, looking at the back of his hand as if his eyes were full of flames.

He leaned forward, approaching her closer.

He whispered, “How will you make it up to me?”

His hoarse voice had an obvious implication.

Florence blushed instantly, feeling shy and annoyed. How could the man mention that kind of stuff all of a sudden?

She was still injured, but all he wanted was to have sex.

“I have the final say about how to make it up to you. Don’t make any wild guess.”

Florence looked away shyly. She dared not to look into his eyes at all.

chuckled, curling up his lips into

be looking forward to

quite playful, full of

why Ernest could talk about such things so

She felt quite ashamed.

“Beep. Beep. Beep.”

ambiguous romance, Ernest’s phone vibrated three times - he

tender eyes became darkened. He pulled out his phone and

soon as he read the text message, his face went gloomier and

uneasy. “What

thin lips without answering

got along for a little while, and she wasn’t

Ernest shook his head.

answered meaningfully, “I don’t think I need to leave

looked at him in confusion, wondering what on earth he meant by

about to ask, she heard Tammy’s anxious yell outside her

Master, Little Miss is napping now.

snapped in

a click, the door was pulled open from

bed in

the door, Stanford stood upright,

Hawkins, how dare you

Ernest remained calm and sat gracefully at the edge

up at Stanford, pressing his lips, not

injured. Of course, I

was hanging in her throat. She had never expected that Stanford would break into her room and bump into

sparks between the two men, Florence hurriedly sat up and

me because I got injured. He came here for me. Please don’t

be injured!” Stanford raised his voice, striding over

Ernest,

you can suddenly disappear and show up in my house. If it weren’t that you’ve left in such a hurry and forgotten to

pressed his thin lips,

him, nothing would be more

Ernest’s calm face, Stanford

grabbed Ernest’s collar, pulling him

look, “Ernest Hawkins, you must pay for

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