My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

She was annoyed but didn’t know how to object to him. Even she couldn’t be sure of her safety, how could Ernest.

Even if a promise was made, the promise would be broken due to uncertainties.

He didn’t reply because he didn’t want to lie.

Florence understood but still felt annoyed.

“Don’t get hurt, it pains me.”

It pained her more than she got hurt herself.

Ernest felt warm and looked at Florence full of love, it felt good to be cared for by her.

He answered softly, “Yes, got it.”

Their conversation resolved the doubts in Stanford’s heart.

They looked odd a few days ago because they fought and was in a cold war.

But now that Clarence endangered himself to save Florence, she had finally calmed down and became close to Clarence once again.

It should be normal.

But…

Stanford stared at them and still felt like there were something strange between them, was it just a small fight?

It took them a few hours to resolve the incident and it was evening when they arrived home.

They didn’t plan to tell Mr. and Mrs. Fraser about Florence got lost so that they won’t be worried, but Alexander found out somehow.

They waited for Florence’s return worriedly. And checked on her repeatedly when they saw her.

They kept reminding Florence to take care of her wounds.

Florence took some time to comfort the two of them and went back to her yard.

It was full of uncertainties now and Ernest left for a few days, it made her felt insecure. She needed to make sure that he was here.

She went straight to Clarence’s room but it was empty.

Where was he?

Clarence, where

shouted and headed

her room when

“Here.”

was Ernest doing in her

Ernest sat elegantly on the couch,

was still wearing the white shirt with bloodstains

are injured, don’t

went over and snatched the glass from him.

changed? Is the pain on your shoulder make it hard

his head.

“I don’t have a place to

looked at him confusedly. His room was just right at the opposite.

“Clarence used my

slept on the bed, used the shower and who

he didn’t like his stuff touched and never use anything used by others, including the bed.

on the bed in

foot in that room since he came home.

“But…”

was in dilemma, “You are Clarence now, and it raises suspicions if you don’t sleep there.”

at Florence flirtatiously.

sleep on your bed?”

and blushed.

her

bed before she still felt shy

out, he will beat you

two times Stanford walked in on them and punched him, but now they were at home,

parents protected her well from men and Clarence now was still under probation, they allowed but had not acknowledged their relationship yet.

that

stood up and embraced Florence.

their faces were so close

say a thing.” He

uttered the words, as if everything

trick to sleep with her seemed…

face was as red as an apple, she was embarrassed.

face turned him on, he wanted to taste her right on the

he released her and took

to suppress his desire, “Please get me some clothes in

her