My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins novel Chapter 907

His voice was so weak that she couldn't refuse.

Florence felt heartbroken, so she squatted down hurriedly. Then she put her arm around his neck and hugged him.

Her eyes were red, and her vision blurred.

Florence sobbed, "Ernest, what is going on? Don't scare me."

"I…"

Ernest opened his mouth, but his voice was hoarse and low, almost inaudible.

He felt dizzy, and he slowly moved his arm up and rested it on Florence's.

Touching her arm, he gradually began to regain consciousness.

This touch was very familiar to Florence, and she could not refuse it.

"Florence..."

His voice became lower, as if on fire.

He lay sideways in her arms, and his palm touched her delicate face from bottom to top.

"I want you."

The desire was strong.

Florence suddenly stiffened and stopped crying.

What?

What did she hear?

At this time, how could Ernest still...? How could he still think about that?

Florence refused sternly, "No, I need to call Collin...Um!"

Before she finished speaking, Ernest kissed her.

Florence was stunned.

So, was he fine now?

What exactly was going on?

Before Florence could make sense of the situation, she devoured in the storm.

Florence did not know how long it took. She just wished that she could close her eyes and faint.

But she didn't dare.

She forced herself to open her fatigued eyes and looked at the man lying beside her with concern, "Ernest, how are you feeling?"

He had been drained of energy in the hot spring and his face was as pale as a ghost.

However, he suddenly regained all his strength when he was out of water. This was really strange.

Florence was worried sick.

"I'm very well."

Ernest stretched his arms and snuggled Florence in his embrace. Then he smiled, "I feel so refreshed for the first time in so long."

It was like the purging all the toxins accumulated in his body for a long time.

Although the sudden weakness and loss of control were strange, Ernest could feel that it was a blessing in disguise.

Florence was even more bewildered and she stared fixedly at Ernest.

She saw that he was really refreshed and satisfied after the sex with her.

His face was now glowing with good health, unlike the paleness before.

But it was too uncanny earlier and Florence still felt uneasy.