My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

Chapter 506: Let’s Not Shower

Florence was afraid to look further down; it would be embarrassing if her nose bled.

She turned her head aside, afraid to look directly at his body and started to unbutton his shirt without looking.

Since she wasn’t looking, her fingers touched Ernest’s skin from time to time. Content rights belong to NôvelDrama.Org.

Ernest’s sights darkened. He looked straight at her with his desire ignited.

Florence didn’t notice Ernest’s expression; she felt the temperature around her risen and felt like her cheeks were as hot as burning flames.

It took her quite a while to finally undressed Ernest's upper body.

She avoided Ernest’s chest and looked right at his belt.

She froze. Continued or stopped?

This…

She regretted her words. It was too intimate to serve Ernest this way, too embarrassing, she could die.

Ernest lowered his head and looked at Florence’s embarrassed face. He held her hands and put them on his waist.

“Do it slowly,” he said lightly.

His palMs. were burning hot while the belt was icy cold. It was like a song of fire and ice, Florence felt her pulse was racing.

Her body stiffened too.

She had never done something like this before.

She was shy and wanted to hide, but her man was injured and needed her.

She struggled mentally between rationality and embarrassment, and her love conquered all.

With her trembling fingers, she reached for his belt clumsily.

Her eyes were almost shut, she was afraid to look. Her forehead was filled with sweats out of nervousness and finally took off the belt.

And she didn’t dare to continue.

“Erm, Hmm, why don’t you go into the washroom first?”

She didn’t have enough courage to undress the rest.

“Okay.”

Ernest replied in a husky voice. He then took huge steps towards the washroom.

Florence felt like every single cell in her body frozen.

Did she really need to follow him into the washroom and showered him?

She buried her face in her palm and walked in with her racing heart.

Ernest had turned on the faucet of the bathtub the moment she stepped in, warm water flowing out, filling the tub.

Ernest stood in front of the tub and stared at Florence.

He was waiting for her.

To undress him?

“I… You… I…”

Florence who stood two meters away stuttered.

Ernest looked at her with his burning sights and reminded her smiley, “Florence, it’s filled.”

He suggested her to have no more hesitation.

Florence blushed harder, her nervous heart was about to jump out.

Could she say no now?

She couldn’t say no looking at Ernest’s passionate stared, she clenched her teeth and walked towards him bravely.