My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

Suddenly there was a dull noise from the platform.
The public looked to the platform, and saw a fat woman who weighed 220 pounds, was walking toward the platform step by step.
Because she was too heavy, the makeshift platform shook as she walked and would probably collapse at any moment.
Staring at her with a fearful look, Hector had an unshakable premonition that he would be driven crazy..
When the woman reached Hector, she stopped. A smile spread across her fleshed face as she said in a loud voice,
"Duke Hector, I've sprained my waist for the past two days. Could you give me a massage? Mr. Hawkins said you could pass if
you make me comfortable," she said with a light tone as if she was talking about an easy thing.
But Hector looked shocked and felt it terrible.
The woman was so fat. How would it feel like to give her a massage?
The thought of it could drive Hector mad.
But Hector resisted his disgust and said in a husky voice, "Bro, I don't mind giving her a massage. But she sprained her waist
and needs to see the doctor. I'm afraid she will get worse if I give her the massage."
Afraid that Ernest would think he couldn't do it, Hector hurriedly added, "As for medical skills, I promise that I will learn some
about it in the future. But now I can't do it."
Since he had said so, it was not appropriate for Ernest to embarrass him with this matter.
Hector looked at Ernest gingerly.
He hoped that Ernest wouldn't get angry and changed his mind.
Ernest drank his tea with a nonchalant look, and didn't look angry.
He said lightly, "There will be a nurse with you for guidance."
As he said that, a woman dressed in a nurse uniform stepped up and bowed politely to Hector.

"Sir, please rest assured, it's easy to give a massage for those who have sprained themselves. I will teach you step by step, and
you just follow me," said sweetly the nurse.
Hector's mouth twitched.
Ernest even got a nurse for him? Obviously he didn't want to massage the chubby woman or touch her.
Florence dissolved into laughter. She knew things would not be that simple. Ernest was indeed the shrewdest man.
If she was not mistaken, the chubby woman had grease on her.
The massage would be the worst memory Hector had ever had.
And it might scare him so that he would not go on pursuing her.
Seeing Florence laughing so loudly, Bonnie looked at Hector with sympathy.
Duke Hector was so pathetic.
She suddenly hoped that Hector would give up. If he gave up the idea of marrying Florence, he would not have to suffer so
much, and she could comfort him.
Hector stood stiffly where he was, and he felt worse as he heard the laughing.
The chubby woman had already lain down on the massage mat, leaning sideways to urge him on.
"Sir, are you ready? We can start now. My back hurts."
Hector was speechless. He was not a massage therapist, okay?
He felt so helpless.
In the first two tests, he was urged to give up, and in this test, he was forced to participate. Even the nurses had got everything
ready.
He felt there might be a trap.
He looked at Ernest suspiciously, who was still indifferent and calm, as if he didn't care about anything.

Hector came to realize that this was definitely a trap.
As arrogant as he was, he would refuse the test. And if he refused to do it, Ernest would kick him out.
This was a trap, and he wouldn't fall for it.
Hector gritted his teeth and headed for the chubby woman.
It was just a massage!
He could take it as a piece of fat!
However, although he had been ready to face the challenge, he wanted to give up when he touched the chubby woman.
What kind of the feeling was that?
It was soft and greasy, and his fingers were wrapped in.
Hector pulled his fingers back as if getting an electric shock, and his face turned pale.
The onlookers closed their eyes, unable to bear to see.
"Duke Hector is pathetic. It's so terrible."
One couldn't help but feel sympathy for him.
Their sympathy came to Hector's ears and destroyed his mind.
It was hard enough, but it was even harder to be sympathized with and he would thus lose face.
He wanted to escape now.
The chubby woman felt Hector didn't move and looked back with an innocent look on her face.
"Sir, what's up?"
That look made Hector shy of telling the truth.
Leaving the slack muscles aside, he could even feel the grease on her skin even though she was wearing clothes!

Seeing Hector's ugly face, the expression on the chubby woman's face changed.
"Duke Hector, do you think I'm too fat?"
Hector wanted to reply with a yes, but out of politeness, he was looking for an excuse.
Then chubby woman said, "In the future, your wife will gain weight when she is pregnant. The older a woman gets, the more
likely she is to gain weight. Would you feel disgusted if your wife turned out to be as fat as me?"
This question poked everyone in the heart.
The people who felt sympathy for Duke Hector recollected their sense.
Even if their wives were fat, they didn't mind it.
Hector raised an eyebrow thinking of Florence, he blurted out, "I won't mind that even if Florence weighs 300 pounds, I will love
her, dote on her and give her a massage as I do today."
Ernest raised a cold smile as he heard that.
Even Florence got fat, Hector wouldn't have a chance to massage her.
He had thought too much.
Ernest narrowed his eyes and motioned to the chubby woman.
The chubby woman rolled her eyes cleverly and shook her fat.
"Duke Hector, I'm only 200 pounds, come on. Massage me to show your determination."
Hector was speechless.
It was different, okay?
He would be willing to massage Florence even if she was 300 pounds, but his fingers got limp as he saw the strange chubby
woman.
But he couldn't refuse it now.

Hector clenched his teeth, took a deep breath, and gathered all his courage to land his stiff fingers on the chubby woman's back
again.