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

to the fitting room, grabbed her pyjamas and went into

and finally felt relax not being stared

was

he

Did he mean, tonight…

To get intimate?

it made Florence

breath, walked under the

had to

for quite a long before turning it off and walked

the bed the moment she walked out but it

bedsheet was exactly how it looked like, it seemed no one

waiting in the bed? Where was

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

out of the room anxiously,

were rapid and accidentally knocked onto

a long pair

around his waist immediately, “Where have you been?”

me

was as bright as

blushed, she immediately let go of him and walked back

“No, I didn’t.”

pulled her into his

asked her to

felt warm again with her

do you need a new sofa?”

while hugging her. They sat on the

to spend every

word every as

have loved it, but she was embarrassed to

want to

slept on, but he was using the identity of Clarence now, hence, he must be careful not to raise suspicions, not to mention changing the

thing he could do best was to change the

the sofa is uncomfortable, can

at Ernest worriedly, she felt pain

well-raised person like him had never slept on

replied, “If I feel uncomfortable, I will come to

Another flirt!