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My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins novel Chapter 25

The next morning…

When Florence opened her eyes, she was shocked.

She looked unbelievably at the handsome face right in front of her as the two of them were so close.

Didn’t she sleep on the edge of the bed last night? Why was she hugging Ernest?

And she’s hugging him like an octopus…

She blushed in embarrassment and carefully drew her hand back while Ernest was still asleep.

But when she was just about to pull her hand out, the alarm clock rang.

It was her alarm for work.

Florence froze suddenly and stiffly looked towards Ernest. Her eyes instantly met the pair of eyes that had just opened.

He looked at her. His eyes were in a daze as he was just awake, which appeared particularly attractive.

Florence’s heart skipped a beat uncontrollably.

Then she hastily drew her hand back and hurriedly got out of bed.

Looking at her flustered behavior, Ernest pursed his thin lips, showing a faint smile.

“Hugged me all night, and you just leave?”

Florence’s cheeks blushed slightly, “I didn’t do it on purpose.”

“Then was it intentional?”

Ernest propped his head on one hand, looking at her elegantly and casually.

Florence felt extremely embarrassed. She usually didn’t move a lot when she slept, but somehow, she hugged Ernest last night.

She turned her head away in awkwardness, “I… I’m going to wash up.”

Florence ran into the bathroom in a panic. She then realized a critical problem.

She had no clothes to get changed.

Yesterday’s clothes smelled of alcohol and hadn’t been washed. She definitely couldn’t wear them to work today.

So what could she do now?

When Florence was at a loss, the sound of wheels rolling sounded outside the bathroom door, as if someone was pushing something.

She curiously pulled the door to open a crack. She then saw two young women pushing a rack of clothes into the room.

They respectfully said to Ernest, “Mr. Hawkins, these are the latest clothes of the season. Do you want us to hang them in the dressing room for you?”

Ernest glanced at the bathroom door, knowing that Florence was coming out.

He said, “No need, you may leave.”

“Yes.”

The two women walked out in an orderly manner and closed the room’s door.

As soon as they left, Florence quickly came out of the bathroom. She looked at this rack of clothes, and then looked towards Ernest with anticipation.

“Mr. Hawkins, may I borrow one to wear? I’ll return it to you tomorrow.”

She was a fashion designer and was insightful about the clothes on the market. Just by a glance, she could see that these clothes were all limited-edition models from the largest brands of the moment, and each one was worth a lot of money.

Ernest’s tone was relaxed, as if he was talking about something completely normal.

“These are all for you.”

Florence was stunned. Her heart pounded uncontrollably.

They went out of the villa together. Inevitably, Florence took Ernest’s car to the office again.

When they almost reached the office, she still insisted on getting off the car earlier.

“Thanks.”

Standing by the car window, Florence thanked him politely.

Looking at her courteous attitude, Ernest’s eyes showed a slight disappointment. This woman still had such an attitude towards him.

However, there was no rush.

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