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My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins novel Chapter 445

Ernest grabbed her and it seemed like he would not let go of her if she didn’t satisfy him.

Florence was in a panic and she blurted out without a second thought, “I can use my hands to solve it.”

Ernest’s gaze became more sexual. He tightened the grip on Florence’s arm as if he was trying to suppress something.

He was just joking at her. Didn’t she know that her words were a big temptation for him?

Her self-control collapsed into pieced and he almost lost control of himself and wanted to do her on the corridor.

Feeling that Ernest’s breathes were getting heavier and hotter, Florence became more flustered. She was so embarrassed that she even hoped to dig a hole on the ground to hide herself.

“Let go of me now. The… The maids are coming.”

She struggled weakly, trying to take back her hand.

Ernest’s force was so great and if he didn’t want to let go of her, she would not be able to break free from his confinement no matter how hard she tried. But now, she took back her hand effortlessly.

It seemed like he agreed to let go of her.

When thinking of this, Florence felt flustered again. Would he ask her to jerk off him with her hands?

Oh, that was so shameful!

When Florence was lost in her thoughts, several maids walked over in order and greeted them politely.

Florence, whose face was crimson red, was so guilt-stricken. Not daring to let them see her current appearance, she quickly walked to Phoebe and wrapped her arm around Phoebe’s, pretending that she was talking to Phoebe and didn’t notice the maids.

Seeing this scene, the maids felt it inappropriate to bother Florence. Therefore, they became muted and left without saying anything.

Hearing that the footsteps were becoming farther and father, Florence, who had been highly strung up, finally felt a bit relieved.

Phoebe looked at her disdainfully, “Look at yourself. You look really like a coward.”

“That… That’s because…”

Florence stammered. She was so annoyed and shy that she couldn’t utter a complete sentence.

She took a glance at Ernest who was standing not far away and became more flustered.

What could she do now? If Ernest asked her to…

Her breathes quicken at the thought of this.

“Phoebe, it’s time for breakfast. Let’s go to the dining hall together.”

Florence held Phoebe’s arm tightly and said in an extremely low voice.

Phoebe didn’t think too much about that as it was actually time for breakfast.

She nodded her head and pulled Florence towards the dining hall.

When walking pass Ernest, she said to him, “Clarence, let’s go to the dining hall for breakfast together.”

Ernest stared at Florence with his unfathomable eyes. There was a touch of teasing in his eyes.

Of course he knew that Florence was using Phoebe as an excuse to dodge him.

But it was her who said those words. Therefore, he didn’t intend to let go of her easily and it was just a matter of time.

Florence felt very disturbed under Ernest’s gaze. She felt like she was stared by a wild wolf.

She subconsciously tensed up her body and pretended that she had not notice his gaze. With her gaze fixing on the road in front of her, she quickly walked to the dining hall arm in arm with Phoebe.

She cracked a joke, “Hurry up. My parents often have breakfasts on time. They are going to arrive at the dining hall.”

At the table…

There were six people around the table. Alexander and Victoria were sitting on the hosts’ seats with Florence and Phoebe on the left of them and Stanford and Ernest on the right of them.

Florence and Ernest sat clinodiagonal to each other and they sat quite far away from each other.

Although it was just a breakfast, the Fraser family would provide a variety of dishes for every meal. Moreover, as Clarence was the guest, they prepared some other dishes. Therefore, now the table was perched with a variety of Chinese dishes.

Nevertheless, Florence found that the dishes placed in front of Ernest were not dishes he liked.

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