My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

Chapter 130: A Meandering Scene in the Morning

Being gazed like this, a haze of diffidence engulfed her. Subconsciously, she wanted to give in but in the end, she still gritted her teeth and stared stubbornly at Ernest.

After quite a while, Ernest apparently sighed helplessly.

Then, he lay on the other side of the bed, “As you wish.”

The distance between them instantly became further. As the size of this bed was more than two metres, the space between them could still be filled with several people.

Florence heaved a sigh of relief in her mind. Such a distance gave her a little sense of security.

Then, she put the pillow between them and only then lay down to hit the sack at ease.

She still lay at the side of the bed. Not long after, she fell asleep.

Hearing the steady breathing beside him, Ernest’s closed eyes opened in the darkness. He raised his hand and threw the pillow between them away.

Then, his tall body moved over gently and slowly. He then embraced Florence in his arms.

It seemed that Florence had been familiar with his embrace for long as she did not wake up. Instead, she slightly moved her body and embraced him like an octopus. She comfortably lay in his arms and continued to sleep.

Seeing the unsuspecting little woman in his arms, Ernest curled his lips in pleasure.

He felt very comfortable embracing her. However, embracing such a little woman who was fragrant, he had to resist something in difficulty…

On the next day early in the morning…

When Florence opened her eyes, she found a very confusing thing.

Ernest’s outstandingly handsome face was surprisingly not more than five centimetres away from her. Moreover, she was being embraced in his arms. No, to be more precise, her hands and legs were wrapping around his body.

Her cheeks suddenly flushed. What the hell did she do after falling asleep last night?

She simply did not dare to think about it.

Diffidently, she wanted to withdraw her hands but unexpectedly, Ernest opened his eyes at this time.

He gazed at her and it seemed that he was slightly confused. But, he was seemingly in a good mood and his thin lips slightly curled.

The morning sun was very warm. When it shone on his body, it seemed that his body was bathed in a golden hue by the gentle sunlight, and coupled with his smile; it was an extremely captivating scene.

Florence was almost lost in thought. She stared at him blankly.

He was so handsome and harmless.

Just like a pure and virtuous teenager who could make one uncontrollably fell into him for the first time.

“Good morning.”

Ernest gazed at Florence. He leaned forward a little and his thin lips kissed Florence’s forehead.

It was a very light kiss but it burnt on Florence’s forehead like fire.

Florence was abruptly dumbfounded. Her heart was thumping wildly against her chest.

Panicked, she pushed him, “It, it’s time to wake up.”

However, Ernest did not let go of her and his body suddenly rolled over, making her body lying underneath him.

His tall body was like a tall mountain, making her unable to move.

He kept gazing at her. His eyes gradually darkened and became dangerous and exceptionally aggressive.

“It’s still early, why don’t we do something?”

His voice was very deep. His thin lips pressed down.

Florence was awe-struck and she looked at him in shock. Last second, he was still a pure and harmless teenager but at this moment, he looked incomparably dangerous and evil as he transformed into a wolf in the blink of an eye.

But such a transformation was extremely seductive in which one could not resist.

She almost lost her ability to speak at this moment. She could just be kissed by him blankly, feeling his familiar and dominant breath that rushed into her mouth and senses.

Her mind went blurry.

In the morning, it was the easiest time for someone to be emotional. Feeling Florence’s submissiveness, Ernest was seemingly encouraged and he kissed her even more wildly and lingeringly.

And the most instinctive reaction of his body was even more direct.

Almost uncontrollably, his palm moved into the place inside her clothes.

His palm was so hot that it could apparently burn one’s skin severely and it even strained Florence’s nerves. After the momentary panic, Florence felt so shameful that her body was apparently going to burn up.

Her hands and feet were weak and she could hardly refuse him.

A meandering scene was happening in the room.

Ernest intruded more and more…

‘Bang’.

At this time, the door of the room was opened at once. Charlotte barged in carefreely.

“The meal is ready, Ernest, Florence…”

Seeing the arching thing under the quilt on the bed, Charlotte froze in astonishment.

The reason that she deliberately barged in was to see something else, but not to see this!

Her cheeks reddened and she was incomparably jealous and livid.

Ernest’s actions came to an abrupt halt. His handsome face that was stained with intense affection darkened out of the blue.

He pulled up the quilt to prevent Florence and himself from being seen. His voice was extraordinarily cold and piercing.

“Get out!”

Charlotte stiffened abruptly. As if a cold air rose from the bottom of her feet and engulfed her, she almost froze and became an ice cube.

Out of instinctive fear, she ran out in panic almost without thinking.

The sound of the door closing sounded. The room once again fell into a silence.

The ambiguous atmosphere became somewhat awkward.

Florence’s face cheeks were as red as an apple. Being jittery, she looked around but she did not dare to look at Ernest.

Her heart was in turmoil. If it was not because Charlotte suddenly barged in just now, she and Ernest perhaps would really do that thing entirely.

It was really too dangerous.

Ernest stared at Florence. From his eyes, one could tell that his desire was not yet fulfilled.

But, in a situation now, he also could not continue anymore.

His breathing was heavy. He was seemingly able to resist himself only after quite a while. He let go of Florence, turned his body, and got out of the bed. Content held by NôvelDrama.Org.

After gaining freedom, Florence hurriedly wrapped herself with a blanket and sat up. She was so jumpy and jittery that she did not even dare to look at Ernest.

It was really embarrassing.

After the two of them got themselves washed, they went to the dining room one after another.

Charlotte had been waiting in the dining room for a long time. Seeing that the two people finally came down, a trace of resentment flashed in her eyes but her face was still smiling pleasantly.

She said happily, “I purposely make sandwiches as breakfast for you guys this morning.”

Although she could not cook, she knew how to make some western meals.

The sandwich was served on the plate with a glass of milk and some fruit salad. They looked quite good.

This was the first time that Florence ate breakfast made by Charlotte. She wanted to try the food to see how Charlotte’s cooking skill was.

However, she heard Ernest’s very cold rebuke.

“Who asks you to make this?”

Charlotte’s smile stiffened. Due to Ernest’s rebuke, she was somewhat with a grievance.

“It’s my own idea to make it myself…The sandwiches made by me are really tasty as I often make them. Try it, Ernest…”

“I never eat food made by outsiders.”

Ernest’s expression was very cold but the words he said were even more ruthless, “No outsiders are allowed to enter my kitchen too.”

Such direct rejection and cold shoulder made Charlotte’s face instantly became as white as a sheet.

She got up early and put much effort to make these but they became a futile joke in front of this man.

Feeling quite surprised and confused, Florence looked at Ernest. Was he disdaining Charlotte? Or was he discouraging her as an act of revenge because of the morning matter?

After all, she had also made noodles that were extremely unpalatable for Ernest to eat. She even also used his kitchen…

He did not give her cold shoulder though.

It seemed that Ernest totally did not feel sorry for Charlotte who looked pitiful. He also coldly turned his eyes away as if he was unwilling to look at her anymore.

Subsequently, he made a phone call.