My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

Chapter 494: Love Was Like a War

Not too hard, not too soft either, it was quite comfortable.

Florence’s lips lifted. Ernest was quite good at choosing a sofa, this would be comfortable enough for him to sleep on.

It was good. Florence then ready to sit up but felt a small pushed at her back.

This sofa had a massage function?

Florence was amazed, she laid down again.

And she felt several small punches on her waist again.

Her waist.

She felt nice.

After a few punches, it turned into the shape of a palm and it fell right on Florence’s waist.

And the sofa massaged her waist softly but it felt more like touches from a lover than massage.

The touches were not fixed in one location, it then moved down to her bottom and squeezed.

Florence felt provoked and embarrassed out of a sudden.

This was not massaged this was…

She looked up and saw Ernest looking at her with a half smiley face.

It was obvious that he knew about this sofa and was watching her reactions.

Florence was embarrassed to death now.

She jumped out of the sofa immediately and shouted angrily, “You…Why did you buy such a sofa?”

She didn’t even know that such a sofa existed, this wasn’t for people to sit, it was an adult tool.

Florence had finally realized why did Stanford looking at her so strangely knowing that she liked this sofa and the reaction from Tammy too.

everyone thought she liked this

was all damaged by

walked

at her in the eyes and said, “This looks

Florence’s body froze.

head and looking at the on-off button on the sofa, the movements now turned wavy, it looked

hard to visualize the adventure a couple could have

to bed now, good

from Ernest’s arms and ran

was too embarrassing.

to avoid suspicion from her brother, no one would have thought that he wanted only to

But her reputation…

her face in her palms and closed

too

…

came out from Florence’s yard. He stood at the

that the gentle and obedient Florence would

she bought the sofa for Clarence just to seduce him?

much

head; he could never understand the youngsters.

a distance with Clarence a few days back

the day and bought such

become uncle

Stanford felt worried.

then headed over to Collin’s

Stanford visited him in the middle

was

brought him a glass of water, “Drink some cold

him a glance and shouted, “Get lost, bring me

water, he needed alcohol.

such a bad mood

he took out two glasses and a bottle of red

glass of water was indeed a

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