My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

Florence was not full so when she saw a table of delicious dishes, she was instantly tempted.

But she still asked in a very reserved manner, “Mr. Hawkins, is there anything I can do for you?”

Now only then Ernest noticed that she had come. He took a glance at her graciously with a little coldness.

He spoke in a cold tone, “Taste the dishes.”

“What?”

Florence was bewildered and did not understand what he meant.

The waiter standing at the side immediately said with a smile, “These dishes are newly created by the chef and Mr. Hawkins perhaps won’t like to eat all of them. So, Ms. Fraser, please give each dish a try first and then you recommend the good ones to Mr. Hawkins.”

Florence froze. She was exceptionally flabbergasted.

This was the first time she heard of such a way of testing whether the dishes were delicious. Moreover, why did she feel that it was like in the ancient era in which the eunuch tasted the dishes to see if there was poison before the king ate them?

Florence felt a bit strange and wanted to refuse, “Mr. Hawkins, we have different tastes. The one I find delicious may not be delicious for you, so…”

“The dishes you brought up that day were fine.”

Ernest interrupted her in a faint tone.

Florence was stunned for a moment, the lunch box from the canteen that day? She said all of the dishes were her favourite…

So, his taste was similar to hers?

“Mr. Hawkins, why don’t you eat it yourself? Give every dish a try and if you like it, that’s good but if you don’t, it isn’t a big problem too.”

Florence looked at Ernest in confusion. What was not said was, why did he let her taste the dishes? Timothy had been his subordinate for a long time so he should know what his taste was.

However, Timothy was just standing outside the door. But she, a person who had nothing to do with Ernest…

Ernest gazed at her and uttered some words that she could not refuse in a low tone.

“This is the part of a fiancée’s responsibility.”

Florence was speechless. Fiancée’s responsibility again!

speechless. Now, she wished that she could strangle herself during the

only obediently pick the chopsticks and started

the deliciousness of these dishes was beyond her imagination. The dishes were very much to her

the dishes. He could not help but admire his own master very

Ernest was so smart that he managed to find a good excuse like

the dishes are tasted, Florence

all the dishes once, she was already

in her mouth, making her felt like she had

discontent was

beaming happily, a trace of light flashed in Ernest’s eyes and

“Continue tomorrow.”

dishes that comprised of

dishes for you are different every

team of chefs in which each of them

kept his cool,

City N as he could be so

participants of the Ovi Fashion

a stir. After all, this meant a direct entry into the

one would be able to be remembered by others on the world stage.

Florence’s name is there? What gives her the

list, she spoke in displeasure and

own name was

who had a good relationship with Elise also went along

she has just stood out from the identity of being a newbie. She’s actually still very new and is completely not

Florence. With such little capability, she will put

the place? She isn’t eligible to participate

…

group of people said discontentedly. Their names were not on the list. They said in a manner as if they were taking the moral high ground, and also as if they

more they said, the angrier they were. All of them looked discontentedly at Florence

sharply. Her tone was mean and

all, you hurriedly give up the place to let others have

did not intend to involve in the discussion but they unexpectedly still

her design ability was, yet they dismissed her right from the

On what basis?

thing and looked coldly