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.

still felt her cheeks burning. Her cheeks were so reddened

looked at

nasty jokes were you chatting

Florence blushed more.

“Not at all. Stop making wild guesses. I just feel a bit

pushed away from the quilt and

let’s have lunch

meal was prepared for one person or for

all, so she invited Phoebe to join

She

the edge of the bed, walking towards the

foot, she sensed

a few steps stiffly. Then she

looking extremely awkward and

rolled her eyes

your legs are too

Florence didn’t answer.

done it continuously for a whole night. Now you can’t even get off the bed and

was still silent. Phoebe’s words made her feel

to the extreme. She

found it quite

she didn’t feel anything wrong. However, when she was standing on the floor, she found that

walked, she

but it felt that she

it and walked over there forcibly, Phoebe must make

seconds, Florence

dishes have been delivered to my room, I can have lunch on my bed. Tammy, please move the

the quilt and covered her legs

had done

a long while, she failed to hold back and burst into

Florence nearly fail to

she complained about Ernest

‘Beast!

is

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the evening, it was

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

she wasn’t happy at

wall from time to time. It

also didn’t inform her how long he

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

she couldn’t do anything to help him