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!

the banquet that night. Why did her mouth blurt out shit in which

only obediently pick the chopsticks

The dishes were very much

was standing not far away, was watching Florence taste the dishes. He could not help but admire his own

smart that he managed to find a good excuse

tasted,

thought was true. After Florence tasted all the

still lingering in her mouth, making her felt like she had had

discontent

trace of light flashed

“Continue tomorrow.”

table of dishes that comprised of more than

you

of chefs in which each of them had

kept his cool,

complained in her mind. He was indeed the richest person in City N

participants of the Ovi Fashion

quite a stir. After all,

put in a little effort, one would be able to be remembered by others on the world stage. From then, one’s future would be

come Florence’s name is there? What gives her the confidence to participate

spoke in displeasure and showed

her own name was

relationship with

newbie. She’s actually still very new and is completely not qualified to participate, let

Florence. With such

place? She isn’t eligible to participate

…

manner as if they were taking

they were. All of them looked discontentedly

Florence sharply. Her tone was

You’re not eligible to participate in this competition at all, you hurriedly give up the place to

much earlier. She originally did not intend to involve in the

known how her design ability was, yet they

On what basis?

stopped doing her thing and