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.

she do now? If Ernest asked

at

it’s time for breakfast. Let’s go to the dining hall

Phoebe’s arm tightly and said in an extremely low

think too much about that as it was

head and pulled

him, “Clarence, let’s go to the dining hall for

unfathomable eyes. There was a touch

using Phoebe

who said those words. Therefore, he didn’t intend to let go of her easily and

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

gaze. With her gaze fixing on the road in front of her, she quickly walked to the dining hall arm in arm with

have breakfasts on time. They are going

At the table…

the table. Alexander and Victoria were sitting on the hosts’ seats with Florence and Phoebe on the left of them and Stanford and Ernest on

each other and they sat quite far away from

just a breakfast, the Fraser family would provide a variety of dishes for every meal. Moreover, as Clarence was the

dishes placed in front of Ernest

were in City N, as Florence was Ernest’s ‘fiancée’, she tasted many dishes for Ernest and

placed in front of him, he would lose his appetite and

immediately stood up and picked up one

spicy and

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

slightly narrowed his eyes

his preferences clearly. But

asked, “Florey, why

replace the other dish, suddenly

her eyes and she

worried about Ernest’s appetite just now and forgot that she and ‘Clarence’ knew each other yesterday.

so clear of Clarence’s

stammered with

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

explain this

wrong? Flory, are you keeping