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

at the thought

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

arm tightly and said in an extremely

about that as it was

her head and pulled

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

at Florence with his unfathomable eyes. There was a touch of teasing in

he knew that Florence was using Phoebe

intend to let go of her easily and it

felt like she was

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

breakfasts on time.

At the table…

the hosts’ seats with Florence and Phoebe

clinodiagonal to each other and they sat

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

Florence found that the dishes placed in front of Ernest

Florence was Ernest’s ‘fiancée’, she tasted many dishes for Ernest and

front of him, he would lose his appetite and wouldn’t

one dish that was placed in front of

dish is spicy and

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

narrowed his eyes

remembered his preferences clearly. But under such

and asked, “Florey, why are

who was going to replace the other

in her eyes and she was overwhelmed

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

clear of Clarence’s

with embarrassment,

her parent and her brother’s sharp and probing gaze, Florence

could she explain this

her eyes and asked again, “What’s wrong? Flory, are you keeping a