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.”

bit her tongue soon after, what did she

not look at him, she went to the fitting room, grabbed

and finally felt relax not being stared at.

heart was

did he

Did he mean, tonight…

To get intimate?

Florence nervous

under the showerhead and

down, she had

before turning it off and walked out

sight fell onto the bed the moment she walked out but

it looked like, it seemed

he say he would be waiting in the bed? Where was he?

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

walked out of the

and accidentally

pair of arms,

wrapped her arms around his waist immediately, “Where have

me already?”

smile was as bright

blushed, she immediately let go of him

“No, I didn’t.”

pulled her into

her to

again with her face

“Why do you need a new sofa?”

sat on the bed and he pulled her

“Do you want me to

word every as an act of

it, but she was embarrassed to admit it,

she changed the topic, “You want to sleep on

was using the identity of Clarence now, hence, he must be careful not to raise suspicions, not to mention changing the entire bed.

thing he could do best was to

the sofa is uncomfortable, can you get

she

person like him had never slept on a sofa

uncomfortable, I will come

Another flirt!