My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

Early morning, the second day.

After tidying themselves up, Florence and Phoebe came out of the bedroom, heading to have breakfast.

When they just took a few steps, the door of the room next to theirs was opened from the inside.

Ernest was standing at the gate, gazing at Florence with hidden bitterness.

In a deep voice that fully expressed his unhappiness, he said, “Florence, once you got your bestie beside you, you’ve forgotten about me, haven’t you?”

Florence stopped walking suddenly.

In a hurry, she turned around, only to find Ernest standing while leaning against the door frame. She had forgotten to ask Ernest to go for breakfast with her together.

Phoebe was pretty sensible. Immediately, she released Florence and pushed her towards Ernest.

She whispered, “Hurry up and coax him.”

Florence was silent.

She wondered if it was necessary.

Ernest shouldn’t be so petty, she didn’t need to coax him, did she?

Under Ernest’s threatening and deep gaze, Florence was in a panic. She tried her best to keep smiling and walked over to Ernest.

She reached out to wrap his wrist. “I was about to call you. Let’s go. Shall we go for breakfast together?”

Ernest doubted.

He squinted. He was not a fool. Florence had bypassed his room for a long distance already. She wouldn’t turn around and call him, would she?

Ernest pinched her chin, slightly leaning over to approach her.

His light breath was sprayed on her face.

“We didn’t stay together for a night only. You’ve learned to lie, haven’t you?”

Overwhelmed by his dangerous breath, Florence instantly blushed.

Her eyes twinkled, feeling shy and annoyed.

She hurriedly retorted, “I... I...”

If she hadn’t lied, she wouldn’t be able to explain at all.

However, looking into Ernest’s sharp and threatening eyes, her tongue twisted. She couldn’t utter any word to continue lying.

her heart almost popped out of her

head, approaching her

do you want to

that Florence could touch his straight and sharp nose and

Florence’s mind was messy.

He was seducing her in the early morning. Was it

was afraid that her nose might bleed

parted her lips and blurted out, “Are... are you hungry? Let’s...” She wanted

meaningfully before she finished her

at her deeply, and his

for me

voice was

his answer, Ernest bent

He kissed her passionately.

fluctuated her heart, Florence stiffed as

her in

were not alone. Phoebe was watching them

to

being startled for a moment, she

wrists and pressed her hands against the wall above her head. Ernest's tall and strong body also pressed on her,

her more

senses were fulfilled with his scent. His aggressive attack made her so weakened

think at all, feeling dizzy.

twitch her mouth corners. She

she was already full and she didn't

continue watching them, so she rolled her eyes and

I’m

Phoebe immediately turned around and

Florence was still dizzy.

hugged by the soft clouds. She went up and down

kiss, unable to escape from

slightly blushed. She sped up and strode to the

dining room and saw the man sitting at

It was Stanford.

Stanford was sitting there

raised his head and saw Phoebe. His eyes were darkened

looked at each other

felt quite weird in

she came to the dining room without

was way too awkward to

while,