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.

moved backwards, “Mr. Hawkins,

his stout

fiancée, Florence. It’s okay to feel

yet seducing voice was like some form of suggestion, making

heartbeat escalated involuntarily. She

flirting with

were having an intimate moment in the office just

How shameless.

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

gave him a long gaze. Then she

up straight in the sofa,

was wrong with

was going to call off the marriage,

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

place and the time had come, she would soon be

day would come

few days, Florence submitted her latest design

the president’s office, she noticed the office

knock the

front of Ernest with her back towards the door. They were standing face to face and Ernest was lowering his head,

Did she run into something she shouldn’t

the door if they were going to do this kind

“Stop.”

heard from inside the room. He lifted his head

did you run away?

spot. Her gaze was flying around

intimacy. Why did he ask her to

Florence’s expression which showed she obviously took it the wrong way,

dangerous as he

felt helpless as she couldn’t

in with a long

show you the design

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