My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

After hanging up the phone, Florence thought that Ernest called her from the supermarket and then he would drive up to the hillside. Hence, it might take him a long while.

Unexpectedly, she saw Ernest come back shortly.

She gaped at him when he climbed in from the window. “How could it be so fast?” She wondered if he flew back.

Seeing through her mind, Ernest didn’t explain.

He walked to her and bend over slightly, approaching her with his handsome face.

“Don’t you want to reward me for it?”

Reward him? For what?

Looking at the enlarged side face in front of her, Florence blushed instantly, wondering if he was asking for a kiss.

With a hammered heart and twinkled eyes, Florence snatched the tampon from his hand.

“I’m going to the bathroom.”

After finishing her words, she sneaked into the bathroom as if she was escaping.

Ernest looked at her receding back, curling up his lips into a doting smile.

With Florence by his side, he would always be in a good mood.

After changing the tampon, Florence walked out of the bathroom, only to find Ernest sitting on the sofa again with a glass of wine in his hand. He took a sip.

However, she noticed the bottle of wine was almost finished.

It seemed that he had drunk a lot tonight.

However, Florence understood that any man would be quite depressed when he was at the most critical moment in bed. Moreover, Ernest was interrupted twice in a row.

Florence felt a bit sorry for him. Walking to the sofa, she sat down next to him.

“Ernest, thanks for the tampon,” she said. After a pause, she added, “I really appreciate it.”

He rushed to shop for the tampon for her at midnight.

Ernest raised his hand and held Florence in his arms, pressing a doting smile.

“You can’t only thank me by words.”

He looked at her deeply. “How would you like to thank me?”

aback. She was just being polite to thank him. How come he asked for the

seemed that this man couldn’t bear suffering a loss

like me to thank you,

on her shoulder

low, and luring voice,

blushed in an

be so shameless. It turned out that he was still

embarrassment, Florence titled her head shyly,

of getting annoyed, he put his

“Does it hurt?”

“A little bit.”

her head. Then she turned quite surprised. She looked at Ernest in shock, “How do you know girls may have menstrual

superior man and he didn’t have any girlfriend before, so

thought - did he truly have no girlfriend

up and down. “You seem to know quite a lot. Have you had a girlfriend

girlfriend would teach the man about

pressed his thin lips. “Nope.

affirmative answer warmed up Florence’s

Ernest’s

blurted out, “Are you still a

looked at Florence more

straightforward her question was. She blushed deeply

calmly,

Florence gaped.

some reason, she became upset and quite disappointed. Although Ernest hadn’t been in love before, as

so many details. After knowing his answer, she

disappointment, Ernest curled up his

hair, he asked playfully, “Are you

at all!”

jealous of those women who were not even his girlfriends? Florence told herself

stared at her deeply. Although she said she was not jealous,

glad you’re not

extremely doting voice, “Anyway, you are the only woman I

“What?”

gaped at Ernest,

a virgin, and they hadn’t made love yet. She wondered what he meant by she

was so contradicted,

Ernest would never lie to her and he wouldn’t make up such a stupid and contradicted lie.

“What do

yourself,” Ernest answered in such a

put down the