My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

“No, there’s no need!”

Florence stopped him immediately, it would be an adult-only image if he came out.

She then put the clothes in one hand and handed them over to him.

Ernest took the door and soon as he did, Florence closed the door immediately.

Her heartbeat resumed back to normal once his seductive face disappeared in front of her.

But the heart started racing again thinking that she would be sharing a bed with Ernest tonight.

It was good to have him back, she was happy but somehow a little too adventurous.

Florence sat on the sofa listening to him showering in the washroom.

It had stopped.

Finally, the shower had stopped.

Florence’s body stiffened and she sat there uncomfortably.

After some time, Ernest walked out of the washroom wearing his pyjamas.

His hair was still wet with water dripping down the edges, he looked seductive.

Florence’s eyes were locked onto him.

Ernest stared at her dazing at him, his desire that was washed away by the cold water was ignited again.

His sights turned darker, “Not going to take shower?”

Shower…

He had just showered.

Florence blushed again.

Ernest’s lips lifted and said seductively, “I’ll be waiting on the bed.”

It was like an explosion in Florence’s mind, her entire face reddened.

He was indeed the god of flirting.

“I’ll be long, don’t wait for me.”

her tongue soon

look at him, she went to the fitting room, grabbed her pyjamas and went

door and finally felt relax not being

heart was still

he

Did he mean, tonight…

To get intimate?

made Florence

deep breath, walked under the showerhead and

had to cool

a long before turning

fell onto the bed the moment she walked out but it was

it

he would be waiting

the room and shocked to find that he was nowhere to be

out of the

were rapid and accidentally knocked onto someone.

pair of arms, warm

her arms around his waist immediately, “Where have

missed me

as bright as

she immediately let go of him

“No, I didn’t.”

then pulled her into

her to get me a new

with her face reddened.

you

back to the room while hugging her. They sat on the

you want me to spend every night here

stressed the word every as an

have loved it, but she was embarrassed to admit it,

the topic, “You want to

on, but he was using the identity of Clarence now, hence, he must be careful

the only thing he could do best

on the sofa is uncomfortable, can you

Ernest worriedly, she felt

like him had

“If I feel uncomfortable, I will come to share your

Another flirt!