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!

was speechless. Now, she wished that she could strangle herself during the banquet that night. Why did her mouth blurt out shit in which she said the fiancée’s

the chopsticks and

imagination. The dishes were very much to her taste and they were so delicious that she still wanted to continue tasting

standing not far away, was watching Florence taste the dishes.

he managed to find a good excuse like tasting dishes to let Florence

dishes are tasted, Florence should have

Florence tasted all the dishes once, she was already

dishes were really delicious. Their tastes were still lingering in her mouth, making her felt like she had had

discontent was

light flashed in Ernest’s eyes and

“Continue tomorrow.”

at the table of dishes that comprised of more

for you are

chefs in which each of them had hundreds of recipes

kept his cool,

He was indeed the richest person in City N as he

names of participants of the Ovi Fashion Design Contest were

quite a stir.

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

is there? What gives her the confidence

she spoke in displeasure and showed a

her own name

good relationship

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

shouldn’t be given to Florence. With such little capability,

place?

…

manner as if they were taking the moral high ground,

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

not intend to involve in the discussion but they

them had seen her designs and known how her

On what basis?

thing and looked coldly at