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.

Her cheeks

at Florence

were you chatting with

Florence blushed more.

Stop making wild guesses. I just feel a

pushed away from the

let’s have

for one person or

couldn’t finish them all, so she invited Phoebe

She directly

from the edge of the bed, walking towards the dining

as she lifted her foot, she sensed something wrong happened

find that Florence walked a few steps stiffly. Then she stopped and stood

looking extremely

eyes

your legs

Florence didn’t answer.

you control yourselves? You’ve done it continuously for a whole night. Now you can’t even get off

Phoebe’s words made her

the extreme. She glared

it quite awkward

on the floor, she found that her legs were still sore and weakened. She couldn’t stand

walked, she looked

few meters from the dining table, but it felt that she

it and walked over there forcibly, Phoebe must make

Florence directly

a solemn look, she said seriously, “Since the dishes have been delivered to my room, I can have lunch on my bed. Tammy, please move

she spoke, Florence tidied the quilt and

done

she failed to hold back and burst into laughter

made Florence nearly

she complained about Ernest while

‘Beast!

Hawkins is

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it was completely

could get off the bed

wasn’t happy

It was almost nine in the evening,

inform her how

quite annoyed. Ernest was way too busy, and she wondered he

anything to help