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.

do now? If Ernest asked

quicken at the thought

for breakfast. Let’s go to the dining

tightly and said in an extremely low

think too much about that as it was actually

her head and pulled Florence

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

There was

knew that Florence was using Phoebe

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

She felt like she was

her gaze fixing on the road in front of her, she quickly walked

My parents often have breakfasts on time. They are going to

At the table…

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

and they sat quite far away from each

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

that the dishes placed in

‘fiancée’, she tasted many dishes for Ernest and therefore she knew about his preferences and knew that

the dishes he didn’t like were placed in front of him, he would lose his

stood up and picked up one dish that was

dish is spicy and hot. You’ll not

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

slightly narrowed his eyes when seeing her

remembered his preferences clearly. But under

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

to replace the

touch of guilty flickered in her eyes and she

and ‘Clarence’ knew each other yesterday. They shall be not that familiar with each other and haven’t had

be so clear of Clarence’s preference? They must

with embarrassment,

and probing gaze, Florence

explain this

“What’s wrong? Flory, are you keeping a