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 reddened just like

at

were you chatting with each other? By only a

Florence blushed more.

at all. Stop

spoke, she pushed away from the quilt

have lunch

no matter the meal was prepared for one person or

them all, so she invited Phoebe

didn’t refuse. She directly

she stood up from the edge of the

as she lifted her foot, she sensed

a few steps stiffly. Then

looking extremely

eyes and

do you still feel your legs are too weakened

Florence didn’t answer.

more brightly. “Alas, you youngsters! Why didn’t you control yourselves? You’ve done it continuously for

Phoebe’s words made her feel

reddened to the extreme. She

found it quite

was lying on the bed, she didn’t feel anything wrong. However, when she was standing on the floor, she found that her legs were still

she looked extremely

table, but it felt

she tolerated it and walked over there

for a few seconds, Florence directly sat back

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

spoke, Florence tidied the quilt and covered

done

she failed to hold back and burst into

nearly fail to maintain

about Ernest while gritting

‘Beast!

is a pure

--

the evening, it was

finally got better. She could get off the bed and

wasn’t happy at

the clock on the wall from time to time. It was almost nine in the

her how long he would

her patience when waiting for him. She felt quite annoyed. Ernest was way

do anything