My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

Ernest pressed his hand on Florence’s shoulder, pulled her from the window, and pushed her into his arms.

He whispered, “You can watch the snow after getting off later. Are you still sleepy? Why don’t you take another nap?”

His embrace was quite warm, which Florence loved so much.

However, right now, she wanted to watch the snow more.

She shook her head. “No, I’m not sleepy.”

As she spoke, she couldn’t help but look out of the window. She still wanted to continue watching the snow from the window.

It was so rarely seen. She wanted to watch more.

However, before she could sit up from Ernest’s arms, Ernest lowered his head and pressed his chin on her shoulder.

He said in a deep and steady tone, “I’ll take a nap now. Could you hold me?”

He was asking her.

Also, she couldn’t reject.

She had been napping while leaning against Ernest in the past two days. Now he wanted to rest, so she must let him lean against her.

Florence loved to watch the snow, but she reached out to hold Ernest without any hesitation. With a smile, she patted him on the back.

“Go ahead.”

Ernest leaned against her, curling up his lips into a satisfying smile.

Florence was truly a lovely and obedient woman.

In fact, he wasn’t sleepy. He just didn’t want her to peer out.

The current road wasn’t too bumpy and cliffy now. However, they were climbing up the mountain, and the road ahead was narrow and full of snow. It was becoming more and more cliffy. If looking out of the window, they would see the bottomless cliff.

If Florence saw it, she would be scared.

Ernest would rather her nap in the car and spend the following days dizzily. After she woke up, they would arrive at the place to have a break.

had nothing to

the mountain road was bumpy, Florence must sit upright while holding Ernest. She also needed to spare

could sleep soundly and comfortably.

a long while, the fleet finally

were so sober that he didn’t look so dizzy when just waking

he was nappy or just keeping his

me, Mr. Hawkins. Here are the clothes,” Timothy

“Put them down

“Yes, Mr. Hawkins.”

finishing his words, Timothy pressed a button. A black baffle fell between the seats in the front

the sound of opening the door in the front compartment -- Timothy and the

a button, the black baffle rose and the

car went darker. Ernest and Florence were alone

bag, Ernest said while opening it, “Here are the outfits

outfits, including a set of warm-retaining

take off her dress before

bit startled. She had thought that she only need

the window, only to find that Timothy and the

their backs were towards her, Florence was still a bit uneasy. After all, she had to get changed in

I...” she stammered with

read her

through the window but people from the outside couldn’t peep in. Don’t worry. Just get changed. No one could

Florence looked at the

out the layer had such a

the need, which was so

about to change them.

in front of her was gazing at

Florence was startled.

Could

a blink. She found that she needed to take off her dress in front of him. At the thought

raised his eyebrows. Suddenly his tall and strong figure

an ambiguous tone that sounded so seductive, “It’s not the first time

more. She felt so annoyed that she didn’t know

times, it was different when she took off clothes under

huge difference between acting actively

suddenly reached out his knuckled fingers and put