She quickly followed him, her foot slightly hurt, but she could already walk.

"Mr. Hawkins, do you want to have some flower tea? I have chrysanthemum, mint and lemon."

Florence walked to the tea cabinet, and felt a little ashamed as she listed him the different sorts of tea, this is what she usually drank, nothing fancy or expensive.

She didn't know if Ernest would like any of those.

“No need, just come and sit here.”

Ernest watched her pace through the room and didn't feel very happy about it, he pointed to the seat next to himself.

Florence looked over there, and saw that Ernest sat down next to the dining table.

In that moment, the door bell rang again, it was the room service.

"Good morning, your breakfast is here."

Florence was startled, she didn't remember ordering breakfast.

Ernest got up and went to open the door, then he commanded the room service all naturally.

"Put it on the table."

"Yes, Sir."

The clerk pushed a cart inside the room, and put down the breakfast on the table, then he left again.

Florence stared at the food on the table, there were uncountable plates, all of them her favorite dishes, but this wasn't the point yet, her focus laid on the two set of utensils.

Was Ernest going to have breakfast with her?

Florence heart raced again.

Ernest said to her, "I was ordering breakfast anyways, so I told them to bring two, come and eat."

So he meant that her joining him was just in passing.

But, this was her room.

Florence was a little confused, and she stood there for a few seconds before she joined him at the table.

The comforting sunshine was coming through the windows and joined them for their breakfast, and as the two of them were eating, the room was filled with warmth.

quiet,

delicious food and would once in a while throw a look at Ernest, she watched him eating elegantly, it was a handsome

on the door broke

soft voice from outside, "Florence, it's

same voice, his

had a pretty good relationship, it was normal to visit each

utensils to

morning, did

then he showed her the take out boxed in his hands, "I thought you were still sleeping, so I went to get some

paused, she subconsciously turned her

had

gaze and only then he noticed that there was another person in the room, Ernest sat there at the dining table, spreading out an aura of danger and

noticed the dishes on the table and was

thought of the fact that Ernest was in her room, she

but

I just bought some for you in the passing, I was going to tell

caught himself again, and smiled

Florence remembered something, she took out her phone to look at the time, fortunately there was still some for them to make

for me, I

room again, she saw that Ernest wasn't

Hawkins, I have a meeting to go to, I won't be able to stay, but you can stay and

gaze landed on her

said in a commanding manner,

"What?"

a while she understood that Ernest was talking about the high heels she was about

about her ankle,

foot is alright, I can wear

"Wait."

deep voice, then he took his phone and made a call, demanding, "Buy a pair of women's shoes, no

really no need for the

but Ernest

up and stared

had half of her porridge

she had to wait for Timothy to bring her shoes. So why not

I still need some time, you should go

assistant, there is no need to leave without

laughed and

felt the coldness in the room, as he looked

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