My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

It was respect and also a sense of responsibility.

Also to put himself into Florence's shoes.

He considered all these from the very beginning, Clarence's considerations put Victoria at ease.

It may seem like casual chatting, but it was full of scrutiny and judgments, but Victoria was quite happy with the outcome.

He left a quite good impression in Victoria's heart. With good manners, clean background and responsible, she could let Florence befriend him without worries.

Convenience and space were two things that a parent could provide to the children.

As long as it was with a proper man, Victoria did not care about status and would not object. But if it was a cunning man like Ernest, she would intervene and oppose.

Although she left out of anger, Florence still worried about Ernest. She intentionally left the door open in her room, sitting there and looked at the door occasionally.

Florence was excited when she heard someone walking into the living hall, she walked out of the room quickly.

She let out a sigh of relief when she saw it was Ernest.

And she asked, "How was it? Did mom troubled you? Did she discover anything?"

"You seems to worry so much about me, why don't you give me a hug to see if I'm still in one piece?"

Ernest joked, the way he looked at her was full of love and passion.

Florence punched his chest lightly. "Be serious."

"Let's do something serious then."

Ernest grabbed on Florence's wrists with one hand and wrapped her around the waist with another hand, gave her a light pull and pressed her against the wall.

He looked at her passionately.

Florence's heart was racing, her breath was rapid and she was nervous.

"Hey, what are you doing?"

moved his lips and blew

was seductive and

stared at her with

lips approaching hers slowly.

mixed up, the warm and burning sensation almost melted Florence's heart.

stiffened, she was confused but couldn't

closed her eyes

his voice was heard right next to her ear. “Florence, you should deliver your promise made

eyes and wanted so much

could he…

tired, time to bed, good

pushed the man in front of him clumsily after her lines,

her intention and grabbed onto her hand and pulled her back to

his arms habitually and pushed him

body leaned on

as red as an

a seductive voice, “It’s okay if you don’t want to do it, we can go directly

“No, no.”

quickly, she didn’t know what

eyes around, if they sleep on

had to keep a distance

little disappointed and complain,

the promise out of the circumstance.

Florence defended, “I…”

you breaking your promise?”

interrupted her softly, he tried to control but still looked disappointed. “Let’s forget about it if you are not willing.”

while saying that and lean against the wall

ache seeing his face, she felt extremely guilty.

trust. This was the

of guilt surrounded her. She felt she had wronged him and so,

shined, but he still looked

don’t have to force

not forcing myself, I do