My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

Ernest grabbed her and it seemed like he would not let go of her if she didn’t satisfy him.

Florence was in a panic and she blurted out without a second thought, “I can use my hands to solve it.”

Ernest’s gaze became more sexual. He tightened the grip on Florence’s arm as if he was trying to suppress something.

He was just joking at her. Didn’t she know that her words were a big temptation for him?

Her self-control collapsed into pieced and he almost lost control of himself and wanted to do her on the corridor.

Feeling that Ernest’s breathes were getting heavier and hotter, Florence became more flustered. She was so embarrassed that she even hoped to dig a hole on the ground to hide herself.

“Let go of me now. The… The maids are coming.”

She struggled weakly, trying to take back her hand.

Ernest’s force was so great and if he didn’t want to let go of her, she would not be able to break free from his confinement no matter how hard she tried. But now, she took back her hand effortlessly.

It seemed like he agreed to let go of her.

When thinking of this, Florence felt flustered again. Would he ask her to jerk off him with her hands?

Oh, that was so shameful!

When Florence was lost in her thoughts, several maids walked over in order and greeted them politely.

Florence, whose face was crimson red, was so guilt-stricken. Not daring to let them see her current appearance, she quickly walked to Phoebe and wrapped her arm around Phoebe’s, pretending that she was talking to Phoebe and didn’t notice the maids.

Seeing this scene, the maids felt it inappropriate to bother Florence. Therefore, they became muted and left without saying anything.

Hearing that the footsteps were becoming farther and father, Florence, who had been highly strung up, finally felt a bit relieved.

Phoebe looked at her disdainfully, “Look at yourself. You look really like a coward.”

“That… That’s because…”

Florence stammered. She was so annoyed and shy that she couldn’t utter a complete sentence.

She took a glance at Ernest who was standing not far away and became more flustered.

could she do now? If Ernest

breathes quicken at the thought

for breakfast. Let’s go

Phoebe’s arm tightly and said in an

didn’t think too much about that as it

head and pulled

Ernest, she said to him, “Clarence, let’s go to the dining hall

with his unfathomable eyes. There was a touch of teasing

Florence was using Phoebe as an excuse

Therefore, he didn’t intend to let go of her easily and it was just a

under Ernest’s gaze. She felt like she was stared

body and pretended that she had not notice his gaze. With her gaze fixing on

cracked a joke, “Hurry up. My parents often have breakfasts on time. They

At the table…

six people around the table. Alexander and Victoria were sitting on the hosts’ seats with Florence and Phoebe on the left

Ernest sat clinodiagonal to each other and they sat quite

of dishes for every meal. Moreover, as Clarence was the

in front of Ernest were not dishes he

tasted many dishes for Ernest and therefore she knew about his preferences and knew

in front of him, he would lose his

stood up and picked up one dish

and hot. You’ll not like

a dish of green vegetable that was originally placed in front of her in front of Ernest, “The green

narrowed his eyes when

preferences clearly.

looked at Florence surprisingly and asked, “Florey, why are you

replace the other dish, suddenly

in her eyes and

worried about Ernest’s appetite just now and forgot that she and ‘Clarence’ knew each other yesterday. They shall be not that familiar with each

be so clear of Clarence’s preference? They must

with embarrassment, “I…

her brother’s sharp and probing gaze, Florence felt in a panic

she explain

and asked again, “What’s wrong? Flory, are you