My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

Chapter 401: Don’t You Want to Be with Me?

Under Ernest’s gaze, Florence felt so uneasy.

She urged him shyly, “Hurry up and go. My brother is coming back soon.”

Ernest checked the time on his cell phone. He picked up the blouse from the bed and approached Florence. “Still early. Put it on.”

Although Stanford was her brother, Ernest was still quite unhappy because Stanford had seen her naked arms.

Seeing that Ernest was trying to put on the blouse on her shoulders, Florence pulled up the quilt and wrapped herself more tightly.

They had almost made love, but they were together in a short time. She didn’t think they were so intimate that he could help her get dressed.

That was way too shameful.

“I can do it myself. I’ll put it on.”

As she spoke, Florence snatched the blouse from Ernest’s hands. Then she hid in the quilt together with the blouse.

Ernest was sitting on the edge of the bed, looking at her deeply with a playful smile.

“When did you learn to put on clothes under the quilt?”

Florence blushed more deeply in embarrassment. She glared at him, “Stop looking at me. Turn around.”

“I’ve seen everything just now. Why are you so shy?” Ernest teased her playfully.

However, he turned around gracefully with his tall and strong back to her.

His voice was still full of amusement. He said, “I’ll see it every day in the future. You should get used to it as soon as possible.”

He sounded as if this time was the only time that he had allowed her to hide from him when getting dressed.

Florence glared at his back. How she wished that she could smash the blouse onto his face. How could this man be so shameless?

She truly didn’t have much time, and she was afraid that Stanford would see Ernest after coming back. She dared not to waste any time and put on her clothes quickly.

After that, she immediately hopped off the bed, reached out, and pulled Ernest.

Off guard, Ernest was a bit taken aback when being pulled by a small hand. He looked at Florence tenderly and held her hand back.

wrong?” he asked in a low

strength from his hand stiffened Florence, who blushed

She pulled him towards the window. “Did you come in from here? You can leave in

Florence into his

his head and stared at her

so eagerly? Don’t

Florence didn’t mean that. She was just worried that there wouldn’t

sake of his safety, she wanted him to leave here as soon as

she explained, “I do. Of course, I want

Florence could finished words, she suddenly

that Ernest the bastard deliberately led her to confess that she wanted to

of smiles. He lowered his

said, “I

voice spread in the night,

if she was shocked by the electricity. Her heart hammered so violently that it almost flew out of her

grip Ernest and be with him forever without leaving him for even a single

to bed early, Florence.

her. His big palm rubbed her hair and he let go

he walked to the window, climbed over, and hopped

saw a half of his

Gazing at him, she felt so

much she

in a soft tone, “Be careful. Watch out on

Ernest answered while

window for a few seconds, he looked at her and

voice was charming and magnetic.

for him? She wondered what he

suddenly turned away. His tall and figure vanished in

didn’t see which direction he had

pulled out her neck, and looked out. However, outside her window were thick trees. Even under the light of the street lamps, she could only

even couldn’t hear


standing beside the window in a daze,

she heard the click on her door. Along with the click,

the open window? You are on fever. You

spoke, Stanford rushed

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