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.

she liked this kind of sofa.

her reputation was all

walked towards her.

looking at her in the eyes and said, “This looks natural, shall

Florence’s body froze.

the sofa,

adventure a couple could have if they were

bed now, good

and ran back to her room.

too embarrassing.

her preference just to avoid suspicion from her

But her reputation…

her face in her palms

too embarrassing.

…

Florence’s yard. He stood at

obedient

for Clarence just

have too much

head; he could never

Florence seemed to have kept a distance with Clarence a few days back but now they

in the wood during the day and bought such a sofa at night…

he become

Stanford felt worried.

headed over

visited him in the middle

he was not in

brought him a glass of water, “Drink some cold water and calm down.”

a glance and shouted,

water, he

puts you in such a bad mood asking for alcohol?’

a bottle of red wine from his back

glass of water was

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