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My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins novel Chapter 670

Ernest pressed his hand on Florence’s shoulder, pulled her from the window, and pushed her into his arms.

He whispered, “You can watch the snow after getting off later. Are you still sleepy? Why don’t you take another nap?”

His embrace was quite warm, which Florence loved so much.

However, right now, she wanted to watch the snow more.

She shook her head. “No, I’m not sleepy.”

As she spoke, she couldn’t help but look out of the window. She still wanted to continue watching the snow from the window.

It was so rarely seen. She wanted to watch more.

However, before she could sit up from Ernest’s arms, Ernest lowered his head and pressed his chin on her shoulder.

He said in a deep and steady tone, “I’ll take a nap now. Could you hold me?”

He was asking her.

Also, she couldn’t reject.

She had been napping while leaning against Ernest in the past two days. Now he wanted to rest, so she must let him lean against her.

Florence loved to watch the snow, but she reached out to hold Ernest without any hesitation. With a smile, she patted him on the back.

“Go ahead.”

Ernest leaned against her, curling up his lips into a satisfying smile.

Florence was truly a lovely and obedient woman.

In fact, he wasn’t sleepy. He just didn’t want her to peer out.

The current road wasn’t too bumpy and cliffy now. However, they were climbing up the mountain, and the road ahead was narrow and full of snow. It was becoming more and more cliffy. If looking out of the window, they would see the bottomless cliff.

If Florence saw it, she would be scared.

Ernest would rather her nap in the car and spend the following days dizzily. After she woke up, they would arrive at the place to have a break.

Then all dangers had nothing to do with her.

Since the mountain road was bumpy, Florence must sit upright while holding Ernest. She also needed to spare one hand to hold the car seat in front to keep balance.

She was fully concentrated on it so that Ernest could sleep soundly and comfortably. She hardly had any time to look out the window again.

After bumping for a long while, the fleet finally stopped.

Ernest opened his eyes. His eyes were so sober that he didn’t look so dizzy when just waking up.

Florence wondered if he was nappy or just keeping his eyes shut.

“Excuse me, Mr. Hawkins. Here are the clothes,” Timothy said while looking back.

Ernest nodded. “Put them down and get off.”

“Yes, Mr. Hawkins.”

After finishing his words, Timothy pressed a button. A black baffle fell between the seats in the front and the back, making two compartments in the car instantly.

Then, they heard the sound of opening the door in the front compartment -- Timothy and the bodyguard got off. Two big bags were put in and the door was closed again.

Ernest reached out to press a button, the black baffle rose and the color of the car windows was changed with a gray layer.

The light in the car went darker. Ernest and Florence were alone there.

Reaching out to pick up a big bag, Ernest said while opening it, “Here are the outfits for you. Put them on before going out.”

Florence took them over, only to find a whole set of winter outfits, including a set of warm-retaining clothes, a sweater, a small jacket, and a down jacket.

She needed to take off her dress before putting them on.

Florence was a bit startled. She had thought that she only need to put on a jacket.

Holding the clothes, she looked out of the window, only to find that Timothy and the bodyguard were standing three or four meters away with their backs to the car.

Although their backs were towards her, Florence was still a bit uneasy. After all, she had to get changed in broad daylight.

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