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.

that her heart almost popped

his head, approaching

“What do you want

shortened rapidly. They were so close that Florence

Florence’s mind was messy.

was seducing her in the early morning. Was it truly

was afraid that her nose might bleed

handsome face that was so close to her, she parted her lips and blurted out, “Are... are you hungry? Let’s...” She wanted to

starved,” Ernest interrupted her meaningfully before she finished her

his eyes were

time for me

deep voice was

Ernest bent

He kissed her passionately.

her heart, Florence stiffed as if she got

her in the

point was that they were not alone. Phoebe was watching

felt so embarrassed to be

being startled for a moment,

against the wall above her head. Ernest's tall and strong

kissed her

scent. His aggressive

think at all, feeling dizzy.

twitch her mouth corners. She was so fed up with the

already full and she didn't have

so she rolled

I’m going for

around and walked to the

Florence was still dizzy.

mind was blank. She felt as if she was floating in mid-air, hugged by the soft clouds.

unable to escape from it

blushed. She sped up and

she arrived at the dining room and saw the man sitting at the table,

It was Stanford.

Stanford was sitting there

Stanford raised his head and saw Phoebe. His eyes

at each other but

quite weird in the

She suddenly regretted that she came to the dining room without waiting for

was way too awkward to

stiffly for a while,