A gunshot marriage?

That meant making love to her before marrying her.

Florence wondered if they would do it soon...

Feeling so shy, Florence was about to push away Ernest. However, the possibility that Ernest might have lost his birth ability reminded her. Her hands were stiffened.

If Ernest truly had lost his birth ability, he wouldn’t only face the punishment from the Turner family, but also her parents would never agree with her to be with Ernest.

There would be more obstacles between them.

However, if she could be pregnant with Ernest’s baby, all the difficulties between them would become bubbles, which could vanish soon.

In that case, they could have the gunshot marriage smoothly.

That was the most perfect future that Florence could imagine.

While Florence was thinking of that, her struggling hands grabbed Ernest’s gently.

Looking at his handsome face that was so close to her, she blushed, plucked up all her courage, leaned forward, and kissed his thin lips.

Ernest suddenly stiffed. He looked at Florence who changed so abruptly.

Florence’s eyes twinkled. Biting her bottom lip, she closed her eyes.

She was nestling in his arms just like a beautifully blossomed flower that was willing to let Ernest pick up.

Ernest gazed at her. His eyes instantly became quite deep as if they were deep pools.

His breath seemed to be ignited in an instant, becoming heated and heavy as if it would burn them both into ashes.

They were alone in the room, willing to make love to each other.

Everything was just right.

He would pick up this flower.

His suppressed physical desire suddenly boiled to the extreme. The beast that was restrained in his body roared, wanting to eat Florence alive.

got closer to her again,

desire of making love to her almost

However-

few millimeters away from Florence’s lips, Ernest suddenly

from passionate to solemn. He was

he wanted to make love to her, it

couldn’t be sure if he would be able to make her happy all her life in the

give her the best in the world, including the most perfect life, the happiest life,

want there would be any regrets or defects

to face it if the defect in her life was caused by

and his mind

a basin of cold water that was poured above his head, putting out all

now, he couldn’t make love to

lips bypassed hers, falling next

softly in her ear, “Florence, don’t rush. We can do it in the evening.” The

come to

opened her eyes

her not

Rush?

Ernest wanted to make love to her now, so she tried her best to convince herself and take

as if she was anxious to do something to

wished to bury herself in a hole on the ground.

took several steps and distanced herself

stammered, “Who... who is rushing? I... I didn’t do

that her explanation was so lame. She looked away directly, turned around, and walked

thirsty. I’m going to grab something to

receding figure completely presented what was being defeated and

escape. He didn’t remind her that there was a water cooler in the living

she fled away because she

to stop her. Otherwise, she would find what was

fists tightly, suppressing the chaotic feelings in his

would know the result from

needed was to wait. He

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