My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

Ernest: “You should be quite exhausted last night. Eat some light dishes today. Good girl, they are good for recovering.”

Reading the message, Florence blushed instantly. She couldn’t help recalling the erotic scenes last night.

She wondered if Ernest was implying that they were too hot last night so she needed to eat something light today.

What a rascal!

Looking at the light dishes on the table, Florence wanted to cry but failed to shed tears. She replied to him.

Florence: “Will you come back for lunch?”

Ernest: “I’m too busy to go back now. Go ahead have lunch. I’ll go back to accompany you in the evening.”

It was said that they were going to refit a car, and Ernest designed it in person. He must be super busy right now.

Florence understood but also felt a bit sorry for him.

After experiencing last night, she wondered if he would still be fine.

Thinking for a moment, she sent him another message: “Remember to have lunch.”

Ernest replied immediately: “Okay.”

Then he sent another message: “Are you feeling better now?”

His question reminded Florence about her weakened legs right away.

She thought about last night again.

She felt so uneasy while replying: “I’m fine, completely OK. You don’t need to ask Tammy to deliver the high-tea to me later. I can go out to have it.”

While typing, Florence cast an embarrassed glance at the two women next to her.

She had to lie on the bed because of doing that kind of thing, and Tammy delivered her the food and drinks as if she was taking care of a patient. Florence felt so ashamed.

Ernest: “That’s good. You’ve recovered quite well. Does that mean we can continue tonight?”

While Florence read the message, her mouth corners fiercely twitched.

She inwardly cursed him.

What a cheeky man!

She couldn’t believe that his first reaction was that he could continue having sex with her since she told him she had recovered.

In anger, Florence directly switched off her cell phone, ignoring him completely.

cheeks

at Florence

you chatting with each other?

Florence blushed more.

“Not at all. Stop

she spoke, she pushed away from the quilt and got off the

have

prepared for one person or

finish them all, so she

She

the edge of

lifted her foot, she sensed something wrong

only to find that Florence walked a few steps stiffly. Then

deeply, looking

her eyes and smiling

your legs are

Florence didn’t answer.

brightly. “Alas, you youngsters! Why didn’t you control yourselves? You’ve done it continuously for a whole night. Now you can’t even get off the

still silent. Phoebe’s words

to the extreme. She

it

was lying on the bed, she didn’t feel anything wrong. However, when she was standing on the floor, she found that her legs were still sore and weakened. She couldn’t stand stably when

she walked, she looked

but it felt that

it and walked over there forcibly, Phoebe

few seconds, Florence directly sat back on the

my room, I can have lunch on my bed. Tammy,

tidied the quilt and covered

had done

she failed

pure sarcasm made Florence nearly fail to

complained about Ernest

‘Beast!

Hawkins is a pure

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evening, it was completely dark

could get off

wasn’t happy

clock on the wall from time to time. It was almost nine in the evening,

her how long he

her patience when waiting for him. She felt quite annoyed. Ernest was way too busy, and she wondered he must be

anything to