My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

She didn’t want to utilize the time to have sex with him!

Ernest laughed softly, “A beauty in arms, what if I don’t want to leave?”

He teased her again.

She didn’t want him to leave either.

So she stayed in her arms hugging him in silence.

Ernest looked at the little head in his arms, his desire was burning but his heart was contented.

Hugging her like this was delightful and torturing at the same time.

Florence was tired and had gone through some terrifying moments today, she fell asleep almost immediately laying in Ernest’s arm.

She heard Stanford’s voice in the middle of her sleep.

“Why with the sofa?”

Tammy replied respectfully, “It’s for Mr. Jenkins, he said he likes this design and asked us to replace this with the one in his room.”

New sofa?

Florence heard and opened her eyes quickly.

The new sofa arrived, so did Stanford!

Stanford cared and concerned about her, there were times where he almost found out that Clarence was Ernest.

And whenever he saw Ernest on her bed, he turned furious…

“Ernest, wake up, quick, my brother is here.”

Florence sat up straight quickly and tried to pull up the man lying on the bed.

It was late and was time to sleep, she didn’t want to wake him up but the situation didn’t permit them to sleep.

Ernest opened his eyes, his eyes shine like stars and he smiled.

“If I walk over now, your brother will suspect even more.”

to the room but was discovered, it sounded more suspicious.

and then

we do then? If my brother doesn’t see you in your room, he will look for you

would find out you were here.

up straight, tidied his clothes and went to

worry, it will be fine.”

it would be fine, but she trusted him,

knocked on the door at this moment.

sofa is here, we have

Florence stunned.

the one that instructed Tammy and she didn’t need to report to her, but she did it deliberately… Florence’s eyes

him that

She replied. “Alright.”

in Flory’s

Stanford asked curiously.

Mr. Jenkins said it would be noisy and dusty in the process of changing the sofa, so he waits in Miss’s room and asked us to inform him once

was in awe of Ernest, he knew Stanford would ask about the sofa and had even thought of an excuse

would be easier to explain everything

“Knock, knock.”

jumped down from the bed, tidied her clothes and open the door.

Stanford indeed outside

X-ray and looked at Ernest

glass of fruit

Fraser, keen for a

juice? He

and sat down on the other side of the

change the

usually change the owner’s furniture.

“No.”

shook and looked at Florence, “Florence

it looked like

was using her as a shield.

remained smiley as an agreement in

his eyes but his expression

at Florence in complexity and let out a long

then stood up and

gave out a

was strange? What did