My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

Ernest: “You should be quite exhausted last night. Eat some light dishes today. Good girl, they are good for recovering.”

Reading the message, Florence blushed instantly. She couldn’t help recalling the erotic scenes last night.

She wondered if Ernest was implying that they were too hot last night so she needed to eat something light today.

What a rascal!

Looking at the light dishes on the table, Florence wanted to cry but failed to shed tears. She replied to him.

Florence: “Will you come back for lunch?”

Ernest: “I’m too busy to go back now. Go ahead have lunch. I’ll go back to accompany you in the evening.”

It was said that they were going to refit a car, and Ernest designed it in person. He must be super busy right now.

Florence understood but also felt a bit sorry for him.

After experiencing last night, she wondered if he would still be fine.

Thinking for a moment, she sent him another message: “Remember to have lunch.”

Ernest replied immediately: “Okay.”

Then he sent another message: “Are you feeling better now?”

His question reminded Florence about her weakened legs right away.

She thought about last night again.

She felt so uneasy while replying: “I’m fine, completely OK. You don’t need to ask Tammy to deliver the high-tea to me later. I can go out to have it.”

While typing, Florence cast an embarrassed glance at the two women next to her.

She had to lie on the bed because of doing that kind of thing, and Tammy delivered her the food and drinks as if she was taking care of a patient. Florence felt so ashamed.

Ernest: “That’s good. You’ve recovered quite well. Does that mean we can continue tonight?”

While Florence read the message, her mouth corners fiercely twitched.

She inwardly cursed him.

What a cheeky man!

She couldn’t believe that his first reaction was that he could continue having sex with her since she told him she had recovered.

In anger, Florence directly switched off her cell phone, ignoring him completely.

felt her cheeks burning. Her cheeks were so reddened just like a ripe

looked at Florence

she asked jokingly, “Oops, what kind of nasty jokes were you chatting with each other? By

Florence blushed more.

all. Stop making wild guesses. I just feel

from

have lunch

was prepared for one person or for several ones, there would be a lot of

finish them all, so she

refuse. She directly

stood up from the edge of the bed, walking towards the dining

she lifted her foot, she

walked a few steps stiffly. Then she stopped and stood there

more deeply, looking

rolled her eyes and

feel your legs are too weakened

Florence didn’t answer.

control yourselves? You’ve done it continuously for a

Phoebe’s words made her

was reddened to the extreme. She

it quite

lying on the bed, she didn’t feel anything wrong. However, when she was standing on the floor, she found that her legs were still

she looked

was only a few meters from the dining table, but it felt that she was extremely far

tolerated it and walked over there forcibly, Phoebe

a few seconds, Florence directly

solemn look, she said seriously, “Since the dishes have been delivered to my room, I can

the quilt

had done

failed to hold back and burst into

Florence nearly fail to

Ernest while

‘Beast!

is

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evening, it was completely

finally got better. She could get off the bed and walk in a

she wasn’t

on the wall from time to time. It was almost

didn’t inform her how long he

felt quite annoyed. Ernest was way too busy, and she

do anything to help him