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.

tone was full of amusement, “That doesn’t

Florence choked up.

always speak those shameful

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busy, they could be

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

the departure

didn’t know how long it would take them, so Florence had taken

then, Ernest and she were

Florence also had a small backpack,

there would be any accidents,

was the common senses in the wild that Ernest taught

in her backpack were prepared

Florence, Ernest started

watching him. She checked on her own

reminded herself to take the backpack with her all the

the backpack. Usually, she wouldn’t look for something

thought of it, Florence

bottle of contraceptive

of her outfit, once Ernest hugged her,

not a bad idea to put the bottle

packing, Florence picked up her backpack and walked to her

nightstand open and took

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

she heard the man’s confused

feel that his footsteps were right behind her

wondered when he

did he

tightened, and all her hair was standing on the

pressed the bottle into

around and said in a

backpack, she hid it behind

actions were full

and down as if

asked in a deep tone, “What are you hiding from

heart instantly jumped to

he had

know

if she should tell him honestly or insist on hiding it from him and

in

tightly, she insisted, “Nothing.

not

words easily exposed

stood in

wanted to reach

it looked as if he was holding Florence, completely embracing

His scent overwhelmed Florence.

skip a beat, but right now, she