After a moment of silence, Ernest said perfunctorily, “I have my own way to deal with this.”

Sensing Ernest had no intention to open up to her, Florence gloomily drank up the wine in her glass in one gulp.

She then looked at Ernest with an uneasy gaze, “Then how long will it be until we can call it off?”

Ernest frowned. Her eager attitude ignited a flame of frustration in his heart.

He didn’t reply and continued to sip his wine with a gloomy face.

There was another awkward silence in the room at the moment.

The corner of Florence’s lips twitched. Why was it so tiring for her to talk with Ernest?

He kept evading her questions.

She started to lose patience and said in a dim voice, “I just wanted to know a rough timing or a plan, so I know what’s going to happen. Or else I’ll always feel awkward around Gemma.”

She was now like a half-assed third wheel, a super awkward role to be in.

Ernest twitched his brow, “What about her?”

Florence stared at him. Was he trying to act dumb with her?

Well, she was just an outsider after all.

Soothing her emotions, Florence said casually, “I can see what’s going on between you and Gemma.” After a short pause, she added, “Don’t worry, I won’t tell anyone about it.”

Ernest stared back at her with mixed feelings.

What could possibly go on between him and Gemma? Yet she said it with such steadfastness.

He pursed his lips and leaned towards Florence.

In a low and ambiguous voice, he said, “Are you jealous?”

She stunned and couldn’t help but blush looking at the man who approached her.

“Mr. Hawkins, you’re thinking

her go with it. He continued to approach her with his stout figure and pinched her chin, forcing her to look

Florence. It’s okay to

yet seducing voice was like some form of suggestion, making her heart

involuntarily. She blushed

flirting

having

How shameless.

In her eyes, he was now a playboy who just couldn’t get

stood up from the sofa and gave him a long gaze. Then she turned

up straight in the sofa, puzzled

wrong with

Ernest was going to call

thing Florence could do now was to put this aside for the moment and focus on

her up, everything was going smoothly. Once everything was in place and the time had come, she

day would come

days, Florence submitted her latest design proposal

she noticed the office door was

walked up t the door and was about to knock the door courteously when she noticed what was going on in the

saw Gemma standing in front of Ernest with her back towards the door. They were standing face to face and Ernest was lowering his head, which made it look like

she run

close the door if they were going to do this kind of stuff,” Florence thought. Without any

“Stop.”

room. He lifted his head and was staring at her with a somewhat menacing

run away?

gaze was flying around trying to avoid

were having intimacy. Why did he ask

took it the wrong way,

sound dangerous as he lowered

ran down her spine. She felt helpless

with a long

just here to show you the

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