Or could it be that Ernest went out early in the morning.
He would usually have a morning running.
This thought seemed to be a life-saving straw for Florence. She then rushed towards outside.
Florence didn’t know whether Ernest was in her small garden or in the big yard, so she could only come to her small garden first. Failing to find Ernest in the small garden, she then ran to the big garden in the yard.
She had to pass through a corridor from to get to the big garden. As Florence was so anxious, she didn’t pay attention and accidently bumped onto a man’s back.
His back was broad and was as hard as steel. Florence felt her forehead aching when she knocked onto his back.
“Ouch.”
She stepped backward with her hands covering her forehead. Right at this moment, the man she bumped into turned around.
Florence heard his low and worrying voice sounded from above her head, “Why are you running anxiously? You’re so imprudent. Does it hurt?”
When speaking, the man reached out his hand towards Florence.
Florence subconsciously wanted to dodge his hand, but when she looked up, she saw Clarence’s face.
He was here?
Florence paused and reached out to grab his hand.
“Where have you been? I’ve been looking for you.”
Her voice carried a touch of grievance.
Ernest felt his heart softened when seeing her acting like this.
He grabbed her cold hand and curled his lips into a doting smile while flirting, “What’s wrong? We haven’t seen each other for just one night. Are you afraid that I will run away?”
“Of course, you…”
Florence suddenly realized what she was saying and hurriedly shut up, her face blushing.
She was so anxious to look for him after separating him for one night. Wouldn’t it seem like that she was so clingy to him? But generally speaking, men didn’t like clingy women.
Ernest wrapped Florence’s hand in his big pam and began to play it.
He said in a gentle voice, “I would enjoy it even though you want to stay by my side for the whole day.”
Florence’s heart missed one beat.
Although she was not that familiar with Clarence’s appearance, she felt sweet in heart.
Flushed, Florence asked in a low voice, “What are you doing here?”
“It’s time for breakfast.”
Ernest fixed his deep-set eyes on Florence with lights flashing across his eyes, “I’m waiting for you here.”
Florence deliberately woke up early today, so there shall be some time left to the breakfast. But when Ernest mentioned about this, she hurriedly checked her wristwatch and found that it was almost time for breakfast as she had spent a lot of time on finding Ernest.
Although Ernest had met her parents on the banquet last night, today’s breakfast was different. It would be the first time for them to eat at the same table.
Florence felt a bit nervous when thinking of this.
“Let go there together.”
This corridor connected the small garden with both the main mansion and the dining hall.
But Ernest suddenly exerted some forces and pulled Florence into his arms.
He slightly lowered his head to stare at Florence and said in a low, sexy voice, “It’s not in a hurry.”
Not in a hurry? What did he want to do?
Florence subconsciously tensed up her body when being held in his arms. When she was about to ask him, she suddenly saw his handsome face zooming in. Florence was dumbfounded.
At the next moment, Ernest’s cold lips landed on hers.
Florence’s mind exploded and she was confused.
How… How could he kiss her now?
Her blatant words made Florence blush.
Annoyed and embarrassed, she shot a glance at Ernest and said to Phoebe in an extremely low voice, “Don’t talk nonsense.”
Control themselves? What was Phoebe talking about?
With her arms crossed in front of her chest, Phoebe joked smilingly, “Is it nonsense? Look at his eyes? Apparently he’s not sexually satisfied and he wants to do you right away.”
Florence subconsciously looked towards Ernest and her eyes met with his unfathomable eyes in the air. There was a touch of sexual desire that she was quite familiar with in his eyes.
He kissed her just now…
Florence’s face became redder and her heartbeat accelerated as if it was about to jump out of her chest at the next moment.
She didn’t dare to look at him and wanted to walk pass him. But Ernest suddenly reached out to grab her arm.
His tall figure approached her and he whispered in her ear, “You aroused me. Aren’t you going to solve it?”
Solve it? They were on the corridor now and Phoebe was here. Moreover, some maids were on the way here. How was she going to solve it?
Feeling shy, Florence stepped backward and squeezed out several words with difficulty, “I… I… It’s not the right time. Please… please endure it for a while?”
Ernest was amused and curled his lips into a smile. He continued, “Endure it for a while? Are you going to solve it later?”
Florence felt like even her body was burning. She looked like a cooked shrimp at the moment.
How embarrassed it was! Why was he so persistent in such a matter?
But Ernest didn’t intend to let go of her easily. He leaned closer to her and asked in a low, charming voice, “Ehn?”
Florence felt her legs feeble.
She was so shy and flustered. What was worse, she heard some footsteps and it sounded like they were walking to them.
The footsteps were rhythmic and she knew that the maids were coming.
If they saw her and Ernest’s appearances, there might be some troubles….
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