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.

fluctuated that her heart almost popped out of her

his head, approaching

asked, “What do you want to

that Florence could touch his straight and sharp nose and moving lips at

Florence’s mind was messy.

He was seducing her

was afraid that her nose might bleed

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

starved,” Ernest interrupted her meaningfully before she finished her

at her deeply, and his eyes were like ink on

for

was like a

his answer, Ernest bent down his

He kissed her passionately.

fluctuated her heart, Florence stiffed as

kiss her

that they were not alone. Phoebe was watching them

embarrassed to

being startled for a moment, she hurriedly wanted to

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

her more

aggressive attack made her so weakened that

think at all, feeling dizzy. She almost

Phoebe couldn’t help but twitch her mouth corners. She was so

she was already full and

so she rolled her eyes and planned

“Flory, I’m going

Phoebe immediately turned around

Florence was still dizzy.

mid-air, hugged by the soft clouds. She went up and down with

in the kiss, unable to escape from

slightly blushed. She sped up

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

It was Stanford.

huge dining room, Stanford was sitting there alone. Nobody but them

the sounds, Stanford raised his head and saw Phoebe. His eyes were darkened

at each other but

felt quite weird in

suddenly regretted that she came to the dining room

awkward to

while, Phoebe finally calmed