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.

heart almost popped

head,

do you want to

They were so close that Florence could touch his straight

Florence’s mind was messy.

went blank. He was seducing her in the early

was afraid that her

to her, she parted her lips and blurted out,

starved,” Ernest interrupted her meaningfully

at her deeply, and his

for me

deep voice was like

Ernest bent down his head, his

He kissed her passionately.

and pleasant scent that fluctuated her heart, Florence stiffed

could Ernest kiss her in the

were not alone. Phoebe was watching

to

After being startled for a moment, she hurriedly wanted to push Ernest

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

kissed her

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

all, feeling dizzy. She

help but twitch her mouth corners. She was so fed up

already full and she didn't have to

so she rolled her eyes and planned to

“Flory, I’m going for breakfast

turned around and walked to

Florence was still dizzy.

She felt as if she was floating in mid-air, hugged by the soft clouds. She went up and down with them,

in the kiss, unable to

Phoebe slightly blushed. She sped up and strode

the dining room and saw the man sitting

It was Stanford.

the huge dining room, Stanford was sitting there alone. Nobody

sounds, Stanford raised his head and saw Phoebe. His

at each other but didn’t speak

felt quite weird

hammered. She suddenly regretted that she came to the dining room

way too awkward to meet Stanford

stiffly for a while, Phoebe finally calmed down a