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

looked at

“Oops, what kind of nasty jokes were you

Florence blushed more.

and annoyed, she said, “Not at all. Stop making wild guesses. I just

she pushed away from the

let’s have

person or for several ones, there would be a lot

all, so she invited

didn’t refuse. She

she stood up from the edge

she sensed something wrong happened next to

around, only to find that Florence walked a few steps stiffly. Then she stopped

looking

rolled her eyes

still feel your legs are too

Florence didn’t answer.

youngsters! Why didn’t you control yourselves? You’ve done it continuously for a whole night. Now you can’t even get off the bed

silent. Phoebe’s words

was reddened to the extreme. She glared

she found it

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

she looked

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

and walked over there forcibly, Phoebe must make fun

for a few seconds, Florence directly

to my room, I can have lunch on my bed. Tammy, please move

the quilt and covered

had done

her. After a long while, she failed to hold back and burst into laughter

nearly

complained about Ernest while gritting her

‘Beast!

is a pure

--

the evening, it was completely

got better. She could get off

wasn’t

from time to time. It was almost

her how long

her patience when waiting for him. She felt quite annoyed. Ernest was way too busy, and she wondered he must

anything to help him