My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

Chapter 90: Evasion

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.

backwards, “Mr.

continued to approach her with his stout figure and pinched her chin, forcing her to

my fiancée, Florence. It’s okay to

some form

involuntarily. She

he flirting with

he already had Gemma, and they were having an intimate moment in the office

How shameless.

now a playboy who

him a long gaze. Then she turned around and

straight in the sofa, puzzled by

was wrong with

…

was going to call off the marriage, this was going to take

now was to put this aside for

was in place and the time had come, she would soon be on the designer stage again and be a

would

her latest

president’s office, she noticed the

door and was about to knock the door courteously

door. They were standing face to face and Ernest was lowering his head, which made it look like they were

was taken aback. Did she run into

to do this kind of stuff,” Florence thought. Without any

“Stop.”

from inside the room. He lifted his

run

Her gaze was flying around trying to

Why did he ask

which showed she obviously took it the wrong way,

sound dangerous as

spine. She felt helpless as she

with a long

Hawkins, I’m just here to show you the design plan,

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