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, but

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

knocking on the

voice from outside,

Ernest heard the same voice, his face suddenly darkened, he

they had

utensils to open the

morning, did you sleep

his face, then he showed her the take out boxed in his hands,

paused, she subconsciously turned her head to

had her

another person in the room,

noticed the dishes on the

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

but

passing, I

caught himself again,

something, she took out her phone to look at the time, fortunately there was still some

for me, I will grab

turned and went into the room again, she saw that Ernest

awkwardly, "Mr. Hawkins, I have a meeting to go to, I won't be able to stay, but you

gaze landed on her high

said in a commanding

"What?"

that Ernest was talking about

worried about her ankle, and she felt

wear this, plus I only brought those

"Wait."

deep voice, then he took his phone and made a call, demanding, "Buy a pair of

Hawkins, really no need

Ernest already hung

looked up and stared at

had half of

couldn't just leave now, she had to wait for Timothy to bring her shoes. So why

some

there is no need to

and

as he came in, he clearly felt the coldness in the room, as he looked up, his eyes met

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