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 out of

his head, approaching her

asked, “What do you want

rapidly. They were so close that Florence could touch his straight and sharp nose and moving lips at

Florence’s mind was messy.

seducing her

her nose might

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

interrupted her meaningfully before she finished her

and his eyes

time for me

deep voice was like a

his answer, Ernest bent down his head, his thin lips

He kissed her passionately.

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

her in

they were not alone. Phoebe was watching

embarrassed to be

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

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

her more

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

all, feeling dizzy. She

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

already full and

watching them, so she rolled her eyes and planned to

“Flory, I’m going for breakfast

that, Phoebe immediately turned around and walked to the dining

Florence was still dizzy.

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

in the kiss, unable to escape from it at

slightly blushed. She

the dining room and saw the man

It was Stanford.

huge dining room, Stanford was sitting

raised his head and saw Phoebe.

looked at each other but didn’t

quite weird

suddenly regretted that she came to the dining room without

was way too awkward to

while, Phoebe finally calmed down