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.

full of amusement, “That

Florence choked up.

always speak those

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Ernest was super busy, they could be together aboveboard. Hence, time

days later, the preparation for the journey

the departure day

they didn’t know how long it would take them,

she were busy packing

a suitcase, Florence also had a small backpack, in which

would be any accidents, things in the backpack could

in the

things in her

for Florence, Ernest

watching him. She checked on

her all the time, which would be

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

thought of it,

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

the pocket of her outfit, once Ernest

bad idea

still packing, Florence picked up her backpack and walked to her bed

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

acted pretty quickly.

she heard the man’s confused voice. “What

that his footsteps were right

he walked

much did

body was tightened, and all her hair was standing on

the bottle

in

the backpack, she hid it

full of

up and down as if he wanted

a deep tone, “What are you hiding from

instantly jumped to her

enough, he had seen

know what

she should tell him honestly or insist on hiding it from

was in

her backpack tightly, she insisted, “Nothing.

are not

easily exposed

strode over and stood

he wanted to reach

was tall and strong. When he moved, it looked as if he was holding Florence, completely embracing

His scent overwhelmed Florence.

a beat, but right now, she felt panicked