My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

The heat in his eyes faded away a bit. He worriedly looked at her. “Does it hurt?”

Florence gritted her teeth. She shook her head and then nodded.

She whispered, “A little bit.”

They had done it so violently last night. She hadn’t recovered completely.

A trace of regret flashed through Ernest’s eyes. Immediately, he released her, looking quite guilty.

“I’m sorry, Florence. I didn’t restrain myself.”

He left her body. Cool air fell on her, which made Florence sober.

With her twinkling eyes, she looked at him and didn’t know what to do.

She hadn’t recovered yet, and it still hurt a bit. However, she could tolerate the pain.

But, Ernest had got up already. She felt too shy to speak it out...

However, Ernest was quite decisive. Without any hesitation, he picked up Florence’s pajamas and put them on her gently.

Florence still felt hot all over. When he touched her, she felt as if she got an electric shot.

She felt extremely uneasy.

She had never expected that this extreme ambiguity would end up in this way.

It felt so awkward.

Ernest noticed Florence’s depressed face, and his eyes were darkened slightly. His fingers stroked her belt.

In a hoarse tone, he asked, “Do you want to finish it?”

Florence gaped at him, blushing.

“No, I don’t!”

He must be talking nonsense.

Ernest smiled. He put on his pajamas, pulled her hand, and lay down on the bed.

He let her sleep on his arm and whispered ambiguously in her ears, “Be patient. We can do it tomorrow.”

Florence believed that she was patient enough. He was the one who kissed her eagerly, wasn’t he?

Thinking of that, she felt more awkward.

“No way!”

Her hands pushed his chest. “Just leave me alone. I don’t want it.”

Ernest wrapped around Florence, holding her from the back tightly.

amusement, “That doesn’t work.

Florence choked up.

could always speak those shameful words

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could be

days later, the preparation for the journey was

was the departure

know how long it would take them, so Florence had

Ernest and she were busy packing

Florence also had a small backpack,

be any accidents, things in the

senses in the wild that Ernest

things in her backpack

backpack for Florence, Ernest started to

aside, watching him. She checked on her own backpack from

take the backpack with her all the time,

wouldn’t look for something in it. If

thought of it, Florence had an

would also take the bottle of contraceptive pills, which

her outfit, once Ernest hugged her, he would

not a bad idea to put

picked up her backpack and walked to her bed

pulled the drawer of the nightstand open

a sense of guilt, she acted pretty quickly. She opened the

then, she heard the man’s

spoke, Florence could feel that his footsteps were right

he

much did he

and all her hair was standing on

instantly pressed the bottle

and said in a

backpack, she hid it

were full of

squinted. His sharp gaze swept at Florence up and down as if he wanted to see

in a deep tone, “What are you

heart instantly jumped to her

he had

know

on hiding it from him and avoiding him forcibly checking her

in

tightly, she

are not a

easily

and stood in front of

his hands, he wanted to reach

looked as if

His scent overwhelmed Florence.

but right now, she felt panicked