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.

burning. Her cheeks were so reddened just like

at Florence

a smile, she asked jokingly, “Oops, what kind of nasty jokes were you chatting with each

Florence blushed more.

shy and annoyed, she said, “Not at all. Stop making wild

pushed away from the quilt

let’s have

Fraser’s house, no matter the meal was prepared for one person or

all, so she invited Phoebe

refuse. She directly agreed,

from the edge of the bed, walking

she lifted her foot, she sensed something wrong happened next

around, only to find that Florence walked a

more deeply, looking extremely

her eyes and

your legs are

Florence didn’t answer.

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

was still silent. Phoebe’s words made her feel more

face was reddened to the

found it

when she was standing on the floor,

she

but it felt that

tolerated it and walked over there forcibly, Phoebe must make fun of

a few seconds, Florence directly sat

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

she spoke, Florence tidied the quilt and covered her legs with

done

After a long while, she failed

nearly

about Ernest while gritting

‘Beast!

is

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it was completely dark

off the bed and

wasn’t happy at

to time. It was almost

inform her how long

was almost running her patience when waiting for him. She felt quite annoyed. Ernest was way too busy, and

anything to help him