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.

was full of amusement, “That doesn’t

Florence choked up.

could always speak those shameful words

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busy, they could be together aboveboard. Hence, time flew

later, the preparation for the journey was finished by Ernest and

the departure

would take them, so Florence had taken almost

and she were busy

small backpack,

there would be any accidents, things in the backpack could

senses in

all things in her backpack were prepared by

Florence, Ernest started

him. She checked

backpack with her all the time, which would be convenient

in the backpack. Usually, she wouldn’t look for something in it. If she wanted to put something in the backpack, it

she thought of it, Florence had

would also take the bottle of contraceptive pills, which couldn’t be

in the pocket of her outfit, once Ernest hugged her,

a bad idea

still packing, Florence picked up her backpack

the drawer of the nightstand open and took out the bottle of

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

she heard the man’s confused voice. “What are you

spoke, Florence could feel that his

he

much did

all her hair was

instantly pressed the bottle into

turned around and said in a

hid it behind her

actions were full of vigilance and

at Florence up and down as if he wanted to see through

asked in a deep tone, “What are

jumped to her

enough, he

didn’t know

tell him honestly or insist on hiding it from him and

was in a

backpack tightly,

are not

easily

stood in front of

hands, he wanted to reach behind her

he moved, it looked as if he was holding Florence, completely embracing

His scent overwhelmed Florence.

but