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.

of amusement, “That

Florence choked up.

speak those shameful words

--

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

for the journey

was the departure

long it would take them, so Florence

and she

Florence also had a small backpack, in which she put some daily

there would be any accidents, things in the

senses in the wild

things in her

backpack for Florence, Ernest started to pack his

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

backpack with her all the time, which would be

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

she thought of it, Florence

the bottle of contraceptive pills, which couldn’t be found by

the bottle in the pocket of her outfit, once Ernest

bad idea to put the bottle

up her backpack and walked to her

the drawer of the nightstand open and took

quickly. She

then, she heard the man’s confused

could feel that

he

much did

tightened, and all her hair was standing

the bottle

around and said in a panic, “Nothing... I’m not

hid

full

His sharp gaze swept at Florence up and down as if he wanted

in a deep tone, “What are you hiding

instantly jumped to

he had seen

know

tell him honestly or insist on hiding it from him

in a

her backpack tightly, she

you are not

words easily

strode over and stood

hands, he wanted to reach

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

His scent overwhelmed Florence.

heart would skip a beat, but right now, she felt panicked