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.”

rushed back to the room but was discovered, it sounded more

stunned and then

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

out you were here.

clothes and went to sit on the sofa slowly.

will be

be fine, but she trusted him,

someone knocked on the door at this moment.

sofa is here, we have made the

Florence stunned.

Tammy and she didn’t need to report to her,

must be him that instructed

She replied. “Alright.”

in

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

Stanford would ask about the sofa

be easier to explain

“Knock, knock.”

knew it was Stanford, she immediately jumped down from the bed, tidied her clothes and open

Stanford indeed outside

scanned through Florence like an X-ray and looked at Ernest who

was holding a glass of fruit juice looking back at

for a

He

on the

to change the sofa? You got bored with

usually change the owner’s

“No.”

at

she didn’t even know how it looked like and she

was using her as

smiley as an agreement in silence.

squirted his eyes but his expression

complexity and let

then stood up and walked away.

gave out a disbelieving expression.

happened? What was strange? What did she