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My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins novel Chapter 666

The heat in his eyes faded away a bit. He worriedly looked at her. “Does it hurt?”

Florence gritted her teeth. She shook her head and then nodded.

She whispered, “A little bit.”

They had done it so violently last night. She hadn’t recovered completely.

A trace of regret flashed through Ernest’s eyes. Immediately, he released her, looking quite guilty.

“I’m sorry, Florence. I didn’t restrain myself.”

He left her body. Cool air fell on her, which made Florence sober.

With her twinkling eyes, she looked at him and didn’t know what to do.

She hadn’t recovered yet, and it still hurt a bit. However, she could tolerate the pain.

But, Ernest had got up already. She felt too shy to speak it out...

However, Ernest was quite decisive. Without any hesitation, he picked up Florence’s pajamas and put them on her gently.

Florence still felt hot all over. When he touched her, she felt as if she got an electric shot.

She felt extremely uneasy.

She had never expected that this extreme ambiguity would end up in this way.

It felt so awkward.

Ernest noticed Florence’s depressed face, and his eyes were darkened slightly. His fingers stroked her belt.

In a hoarse tone, he asked, “Do you want to finish it?”

Florence gaped at him, blushing.

“No, I don’t!”

He must be talking nonsense.

Ernest smiled. He put on his pajamas, pulled her hand, and lay down on the bed.

He let her sleep on his arm and whispered ambiguously in her ears, “Be patient. We can do it tomorrow.”

Florence believed that she was patient enough. He was the one who kissed her eagerly, wasn’t he?

Thinking of that, she felt more awkward.

“No way!”

Her hands pushed his chest. “Just leave me alone. I don’t want it.”

Ernest wrapped around Florence, holding her from the back tightly.

His tone was full of amusement, “That doesn’t work. I’ll get sick.”

Florence choked up.

He could always speak those shameful words naturally.

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Although Ernest was super busy, they could be together aboveboard. Hence, time flew in a blink.

A few days later, the preparation for the journey was finished by Ernest and Stanford.

It was the departure day soon.

Since they didn’t know how long it would take them, so Florence had taken almost all necessities.

Right then, Ernest and she were busy packing their suitcases.

Besides a suitcase, Florence also had a small backpack, in which she put some daily supplies.

Just in case if there would be any accidents, things in the backpack could save lives.

It was the common senses in the wild that Ernest taught her.

However, all things in her backpack were prepared by Ernest.

After packing the backpack for Florence, Ernest started to pack his backpack.

Florence was standing aside, watching him. She checked on her own backpack from time to time.

Inwardly, she reminded herself to take the backpack with her all the time, which would be convenient and useful.

She could see there were quite a lot of things in the backpack. Usually, she wouldn’t look for something in it. If she wanted to put something in the backpack, it shouldn’t be easy to be found.

As she thought of it, Florence had an idea.

She would also take the bottle of contraceptive pills, which couldn’t be found by Ernest.

If she put the bottle in the pocket of her outfit, once Ernest hugged her, he would found it.

Hence, it was not a bad idea to put the bottle in her backpack.

When Ernest was still packing, Florence picked up her backpack and walked to her bed secretly.

Then she pulled the drawer of the nightstand open and took out the bottle of contraceptive pills.

Feeling a sense of guilt, she acted pretty quickly. She opened the backpack and pressed the bottle in.

Right then, she heard the man’s confused voice. “What are you doing?”

As he spoke, Florence could feel that his footsteps were right behind her back.

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