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.

all dangers had nothing to

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

it so that Ernest could sleep soundly and comfortably. She hardly had

bumping for a long while, the fleet finally

sober that he didn’t look so dizzy when

he was nappy

Mr. Hawkins. Here are the clothes,” Timothy

“Put them

“Yes, Mr. Hawkins.”

pressed a button. A black baffle fell between the seats in the front and the back, making two compartments in

compartment -- Timothy and the bodyguard got off. Two big bags were put in

to press a button, the black baffle rose and the color of the car windows was changed with a

in the car went darker. Ernest and

out to pick up a big bag, Ernest said while opening it, “Here are the outfits

a whole set of winter outfits, including a

take off her dress before putting

bit startled. She had thought that she

window, only to find that Timothy and the bodyguard were standing three or four meters away with their backs to

Florence was still a bit uneasy.

she stammered

sensitively read her

the window but people from the outside couldn’t peep in.

Florence looked at the windows

the layer had such

upon the need, which was so

up the clothes, she was about

man in front of her was gazing

Florence was startled.

“Ahem... Could you peer out

that she needed to take off her dress in front of him. At the thought of it, she felt

tall

not the first time to see you naked. Why do you have to

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

was different

a huge difference between

reached out his knuckled