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.

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

my fiancée, Florence. It’s

was like some form of suggestion, making her heart

escalated involuntarily. She blushed

flirting with

Gemma, and they were having an intimate moment in

How shameless.

he was now a

from the sofa and gave him a long gaze.

the sofa, puzzled by

wrong

Ernest was going

thing Florence could do now was to put this aside for

up, everything was going smoothly. Once everything was in place and the time had come, she would soon be on the designer stage

would come

days, Florence submitted her latest design proposal to Ernest

office, she noticed the office

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

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 they were about

taken aback. Did she run into something

should’ve close the door if they were going to do this kind of

“Stop.”

heard from inside the room. He lifted his head and was staring at her with a somewhat menacing

did you run away? Come

spot. Her gaze was flying around trying to avoid Ernest’s

were having intimacy. Why did he ask her to go in? Didn’t

obviously took it the wrong way, Ernest said

voice sound dangerous as he lowered

felt helpless as she couldn’t defy her big boss’

walked in with a long

you the design plan,

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