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 her

quicken at the thought

breakfast. Let’s go to the

arm tightly and said

didn’t think too much about that as it

pulled Florence towards the dining

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

his unfathomable eyes. There was a touch of

was using Phoebe as an excuse to dodge

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

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

subconsciously tensed up her body and pretended that she had not notice his gaze. With her gaze fixing on the road in front of her, she quickly walked to the dining hall arm

have breakfasts on time. They are going to arrive

At the table…

were six people around 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 the right of

to each other and they sat quite far away from each

every meal. Moreover, as Clarence was the guest, they prepared some other dishes. Therefore, now the table was perched with a variety

the dishes placed in front

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

of him, he would lose

immediately stood up and picked up one dish that was placed in front of

dish is spicy and

originally placed in front of her

slightly narrowed his eyes when seeing her

clearly. But

Florence surprisingly and asked, “Florey, why

going to replace the other dish, suddenly

her

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

she be so clear of Clarence’s preference? They must

with

gaze, Florence felt in a panic and

she explain this

again, “What’s wrong? Flory, are