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.

up his lips into a doting

looking forward to

quite playful, full of a

She wondered why Ernest could talk about

She felt quite ashamed.

“Beep. Beep. Beep.”

ambiguous romance, Ernest’s phone vibrated

tender eyes became darkened. He pulled out his

as he read the text message, his face

and uneasy.

pressed his thin lips without

here.” Although they had only got along for a little while, and she wasn’t willing to let

Ernest shook his head.

“I don’t think I need

at him in confusion, wondering what on

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

Little Miss is napping now. If you go in, you’ll

in a

the door was pulled

to her bed in a panic.

stood upright, emanating

Hawkins, how dare you show up

calm and sat gracefully at the edge

looked up at Stanford, pressing his

fiancée is injured. Of course, I need to

had never expected that Stanford would break

dangerous sparks between the two men, Florence hurriedly sat up and moved in front of

came to visit me because I got injured. He came here for

injured!” Stanford raised his voice, striding

stared daggers at Ernest, emanating frightening

weren’t that

thin lips, looking at

be more important than

at Ernest’s calm face, Stanford went

walked up and grabbed

with a fierce look, “Ernest Hawkins, you must

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