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 were so reddened just like a

looked at Florence

“Oops, what kind of nasty jokes were you chatting with each other? By only a few messages, you’ve turned so

Florence blushed more.

all. Stop making wild guesses. I just feel

spoke, she pushed away from

have lunch

person or for

finish them all, so

refuse. She

stood up from the edge of the bed,

she sensed something wrong happened next

around, only to find that Florence walked a few steps

looking extremely awkward and

eyes

you still feel your legs are too

Florence didn’t answer.

you control yourselves? You’ve done it continuously for

Phoebe’s words made her

reddened to the extreme. She glared at

it quite awkward

on the floor, she found

walked, she looked

dining table, but it

over there forcibly, Phoebe must make fun

hesitating for a few seconds, Florence directly sat back on the

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

the quilt and covered her legs

done

After a long while, she failed to hold back

made Florence nearly

she complained about Ernest while gritting

‘Beast!

is a pure

--

it was

get off the bed and walk in

she wasn’t

from time to time. It was almost

didn’t inform her how long he would

running her patience when waiting for him. She felt quite annoyed.

couldn’t do anything to