My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

Clarence was fussing inside but still trying to maintain a gentlemanly smile. He walked up to Florence and asked tentatively, “Do you want me to carry you?”

As soon as he spoke, he could feel the danger coming from the corner, and it was making him fluttering. Clarence’s body tightened up subconsciously, and he could feel the death threat.

Florence’s face changed, resisting him. Apart from Ernest, she didn’t want to let any man hug her. But now, nominally, she and Clarence had an ambiguous relationship, so it was natural for him to carry her too.

Florence was gloomy and shook her head, setting her padded feet upright, saying, “No need. I feel better now and I can walk on my own.”

After saying that, Florence walked past Clarence towards the front. Her steps weren’t fast, but they were steady.

Stanford narrowed his eyes and surveyed Florence’s back sharply. Why did he feel something wrong with her?

Clarence let out a sigh of relief and walked over to Stanford’s side, speaking casually, “Maybe she’s shy.”

With that, Clarence accelerated, covering his face and quickly catching up with Florence.

Stanford froze for a moment. Only then did he remember that just now, Florence and Clarence were inside doing something filthy, and he had caught them red-handed on the spot.

After all, Florence was a girl and would be shy easily. It was natural for her to feel embarrassed for letting Clarence carry her now.

Stanford shook his head helplessly. There was already a hickey on her. What else was there to be embarrassed about? Girls were just so pretentious.

Thinking of it, Stanford then kept up with them. Florence walked in the front, but God knew how much she didn’t want to leave.

involuntarily looked towards the garden corner again, hoping to see a bit of him, but she was afraid

was just that after such a big event today, and with Clarence as a variable, she felt uneasy inside. She had so much to say to Ernest, wanting to

would Ernest still be here, waiting for her? Florence was anxious, panicked,

walked faster and took Clarence to the living room. She then

Florence’s action. In the end, Florence still had Clarence in her heart. Although she was squirming and shy, she was

in front of Clarence, and opened it. She said, “All the medicines are

lips, “Ahem.

people to serve him, and there were even professionals to treat him for just a tiny cut. He had never done it himself. And he didn’t even know

stunned, feeling surprised as she didn’t expect this. After all, Ernest had a clear understanding

look of surprise, Clarence felt embarrassed. He pursed his

felt sorry for Clarence, looking at his face getting swollen. After all, Clarence was

how about I get you a

stand it any longer and said in

at Florence and Clarence. The two of them looked weird as if they were awkward and distant.

those medicines, which would solve Clarence’s problem. So she

Ernest still be there if she

immediately gave way to Stanford, “Here

and he might ruin Clarence’s face if

her to his side. With a serious face, he said to Stanford, “Let Florence do it. No need to bother

“I can’t…”

to sit beside him before she could pull