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.

felt so fluctuated that her heart almost popped out of her

head,

asked, “What do you want

close that Florence

Florence’s mind was messy.

blank. He was seducing her in the

was afraid that her nose might bleed

parted her lips

meaningfully before

at her deeply, and his eyes

for me to

deep voice was like a bewitching

his answer, Ernest bent down his head, his thin

He kissed her passionately.

pleasant scent that fluctuated her heart, Florence

her in the

point was that they were not alone.

to

blushed in embarrassment. After being startled for a moment, she hurriedly wanted

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

her more

all Florence’s senses were fulfilled with his scent. His aggressive attack made her so weakened that she couldn’t struggle at

dizzy. She almost couldn’t

and watching them, Phoebe couldn’t help but twitch her mouth corners. She was so fed

she felt that she was already full and she didn't have to

want to continue watching them, so she rolled

whispered, “Flory, I’m

Phoebe immediately turned around and walked to the

Florence was still dizzy.

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

was immersed in the kiss, unable to

kiss, Phoebe slightly blushed. She sped up and strode to

room and saw the

It was Stanford.

room, Stanford was sitting there alone. Nobody

his head and saw Phoebe. His

each other

weird in the

She suddenly regretted that she came to the dining

too awkward to meet Stanford

stiffly for a while, Phoebe