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.

now? If Ernest asked

breathes quicken at the

Let’s go to the dining

Phoebe’s arm tightly and said in an extremely

too much about that

nodded her head and pulled Florence towards the

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

at Florence with his unfathomable eyes. There

Florence was using Phoebe as an excuse to

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

under Ernest’s gaze. She felt like she was

gaze. With her gaze fixing

My parents often have breakfasts on time.

At the table…

Victoria were sitting on the hosts’ seats with Florence and

Ernest sat clinodiagonal to each other and they sat quite far away from

every meal. Moreover, as Clarence was the guest, they prepared some other

placed in front of Ernest

as Florence was Ernest’s ‘fiancée’, she tasted many dishes for Ernest and therefore she knew about his preferences and

the dishes he didn’t like were placed in front of him, he would lose his appetite and wouldn’t eat too

up one

is spicy and hot. You’ll not

green vegetable that was originally placed in front of her

slightly narrowed his eyes when

preferences clearly. But under

Florence surprisingly and asked, “Florey, why are

replace the other dish, suddenly

touch of guilty flickered in her

forgot that she and ‘Clarence’ knew each other yesterday. They shall be not that familiar with

clear of Clarence’s preference? They must doubt it

with

probing gaze,

explain

eyes and asked again, “What’s wrong?