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.”

heard something and rushed back to the room but was discovered, it sounded more suspicious.

stunned and then

we do then? If my brother doesn’t see you in

would find out you were

sat up straight, tidied his clothes and went to sit on the sofa

worry, it will be

didn’t believe that it would be fine,

on the door at this moment.

Mr. Jenkins’s sofa is here, we have made

Florence stunned.

didn’t need to report to her, but she did it deliberately… Florence’s eyes turned to

him that instructed her.

She replied. “Alright.”

in

Stanford asked curiously.

“Yes, Mr. Jenkins said it would be noisy and dusty in the process of changing the sofa,

ask about the sofa and had

easier to explain everything to Stanford.

“Knock, knock.”

immediately jumped down from

was Stanford indeed outside

like an X-ray and looked at Ernest who sat on the couch.

a glass of fruit juice

for a glass?”

juice? He wasn’t

approached and sat down on the other side

at Ernest and asked, “Why would you want to change the sofa? You

not usually change the owner’s furniture.

“No.”

and looked at Florence, “Florence likes it.”

didn’t even know how it looked like and she

using her as a

as an agreement in

his eyes but his

at Florence in complexity and let out

up and walked

a disbelieving

What was strange? What did she