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

his head,

“What do you

Florence could touch his straight and sharp

Florence’s mind was messy.

was seducing her in the early morning.

her nose might

was so close to her, she parted her lips and blurted out, “Are... are

Ernest interrupted her meaningfully before she finished her

her deeply, and his eyes

time for me to

was like a bewitching

after he finished his answer, Ernest bent down his head, his thin lips

He kissed her passionately.

that fluctuated her heart, Florence stiffed as if she got a

Ernest kiss her in

was that they were not alone. Phoebe was watching them

felt so embarrassed to be

for a moment, she

her wrists and pressed her hands against the wall above her head. Ernest's tall and

kissed her more

were fulfilled with his scent. His aggressive

couldn’t think at all, feeling dizzy. She almost

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

was already full and she didn't have to

to continue watching them, so she rolled her eyes

I’m going for breakfast

turned around and walked to

Florence was still dizzy.

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

immersed in the kiss, unable to escape from

kiss, Phoebe slightly blushed. She

room and saw the man

It was Stanford.

dining room, Stanford was sitting there alone.

head and saw Phoebe. His eyes were

each other but

felt quite weird in the

came

too awkward to

for a while,