My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

Chapter 50: Are You Implying to Me?

Florence’s cheeks turned red somehow. She immediately stopped herself from continuing to imagine.

Walking on the sand, Florence wore a pair of slippers that exactly fitted her, so she wasn’t worried that her feet might hurt by broken shells.

Then she felt more relaxed and walked to the beach in distance.

Ernest stood nearby Florence and naturally walked with her together. Their shadows were casted by the sunset and they looked like a couple walking on the beach.

Florence watched the two elongated shadows on the sand. Her heart missed a beat involuntarily.

She was a little distracted and then missed her step suddenly.

The seawater just came up. Florence almost fell into the seawater out of control.

“Watch out!”

Ernest’s calm expression was changed.

“Splash.”

There was a splash of water. Florence was instantly submerged by the sea.

The cold seawater hit her senses. Florence couldn’t swim. She struggled in panic. But the more she struggled, the deeper her body sank.

Help...

Florence was extremely scared and her brain went blank. The fear of death immediately overwhelmed her.

Her wrist was grabbed by a hand while her nerves were reaching the breaking point.

It was like someone who was drowning suddenly found a piece of lifesaving driftwood. Florence almost grabbed him subconsciously and opened her eyes hard.

In the seawater which blurred her eyes, she saw that Earnest’s pretty face was extremely fantastic.

Her heart trembled hard. Instantly her mood of great fear even got relieved.

It seemed that she would definitely be fine as long as he was here.

Grabbing Florence, Ernest took her to float on the surface.

“Ahem, ahem, ahem.”

Florence breathed heavily in a hurry once there was fresh air.

Ernest put his arms around Florence to keep her floating. He softly patted her back.

Ernest asked with a low and attractive voice, “Are you OK?”

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Florence recovered her breath but was still frightened. She tightly grabbed Ernest’s clothes with her fingers.

She couldn’t swim. She would sink again without him.

The feeling of drowning was really horrible.

Ernest looked at the woman who was tightly holding him. His eyes was light dark. It seemed to be the first time that she held him proactively.

He even wanted to stay in the sea for longer time.

However, seeing Florence’s pale face, Ernest said in a low voice, “I’ll take you to the beach.”

The sea waved from time to time. They had been quite far from the beach after this short while.

Ernest took Florence and swam to the shore. Once he could steadily stand, Ernest took Florence up in his arms.

Watching Ernest walk to the dry beach, Florence felt a little embarrassed.

“Put me down.”

Though her legs were still weak, she might walk by herself.

But Ernest ignored her words, walking forward with large steps.

His chest was very wide and his arms were strong. Earnest was holding her while walking .She didn’t feel the jolt at all.

Florence only looked up a little, and then she clearly saw Ernest’s face from a close distance. His hair was wet. There were some drops of water at the ends of his hair, which were as dazzling as pearls.

There were water on his face, which made him more handsome.

Ernest was wet all over. But he didn’t look messy at all. He even had some unique charm.

Florence watched him, lost in her thought.

Ernest had noticed her steady stare. A faint smile secretly appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He shook his head. The water at the ends of his hair dropped down then.

“Bang”

A drop of water directly fell on Florence’s lips.

It was very light and cool. But that was like a fiery ball falling from the sky, which nearly burnt her lips to crack.

Her face blushed. Florence looked at Ernest in a tizzy.

Ernest was lowering his head and watching her at the same time.

They were looking at each other, as if there was sparks firing in the air.

Her heart beat fiercely.

As the tent was temporarily pitched, there were only some basic stuffs like thin quilt. There were no clothes for changing either.

Florence only had to take off the wet clothes and stayed in the tent, wrapped in the quilt.

“Did you change your clothes?”

Earnest was standing out of the tent with his tall body.

“Yes.”

Florence answered in a low voice and then opened the tent with a little space, passing the wet clothes out.

Her cheeks were very red. Florence even dared not take a look at Ernest.

Florence had never expected that she would let Ernest hang her wet clothes one day.

She was really flattered.

Ernest hung the clothes on the temporary rack and went to the outside of the tent again.

“Give me your phone. I’ll ask Timothy to come now.”

Florence was confused that why Ernest didn’t use his own phone.

She still took her phone out. Pressing the power button, she wanted to unlock it and then gave it to him. But the screen was dark. But the phone had no respond.

Seeing the water remained on the phone, Florence was a little panic at once.

Her phone wasn’t good in quality and wasn’t waterproof...

“Mr. Hawkins, my phone gets water inside. I can’t power it on.”

Ernest seemed not to expect it. He was surprised as well.

He glanced at the endless coastline, slightly frowning.

After quite a while, Ernest started talking with a low voice, “My phone fell into the sea. Timothy won’t come here tonight without my call.”

“What?”

Florence was shocked. If Timothy wouldn’t come, it meant that she had to stay here for a night?

She opened the tent in haste, “Is there any other way...”

Having only finished half of her words, Florence looked at what suddenly appeared in front of her in astonishment--

A large area of skin!

Earnest didn’t wear any clothes in his upper body. His strong upper body was entirely seen. There were strong pectoral muscles, eight abdominal muscles and inverted triangle shape...

Each part was perfectly exercised, not too much or too less.

Being a designer, Florence has seen many men’s body shapes. However, this was her first time to see a man like Ernest having such a perfect body shape, which made her enchanted.

Seeing her blank look, Ernest pressed his lips. A gleam of danger crossed his eyes.

He moved one step with his long leg and suddenly came to the front of the tent.

Ernest stared at Florence with dark eyes. His hoarse voice was like on fire with lust.

“Staring at a man’s body... Are you implying to me?”

Imply, imply what?

Florence got back to her sense but felt more nervous. She went backward in a tizzy and tried to keep a safe distance with Ernest.

But once she moved back a little. Ernest used one hand on the ground to hold himself and the tall body moved forward to her.

His strong hormone immediately appeared and was overwhelming all over the small tent.

Florence’s mind turned into turmoil, “Mr. Hawkins, you, you...” You misunderstood me...

Ernest came closer and closer. Leaning forward, he then got Florence under him.

His breath was very heavy, like burning fire.

“Since we can’t go back tonight, let us do something...”