My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

“I… I didn’t mean to do that.”

When Florence came back to her own senses, she hastily pushed away his fingers. As she spoke rapidly, she was choked by the crayfish meat.

“Ahem… Ahem… Ahem…”

“Drink the water.” Ernest hurriedly walked to Florence and sat down beside her. He handed a cup of water to her mouth and was ready to feed her.

As Florence was coughing violently, she didn’t have time to think much about it and opened her mouth to gulp down a mouthful of water.

“Be slow.” Ernest said in a low voice and patted her back gently.

He was so tall and when he was sitting beside her and patting her back, it looked like he was hugging her.

The women of the surrounding tables became more envious.

“He’s so gentle and thoughtful. If my boyfriend can be like him, I will marry him immediately.”

“I want to dump my boyfriend and hook up with his hunk.”

“Your dream. Didn’t you notice that that hunk only has that girl in his eyes? He must love her so much that he would even not cast a glance at other women.”

“Yeah. He looks affectionate.”

The women discussed in whispers and felt so envious. Nevertheless, at a table not far away from them, a person was peeping at Ernest and Florence maliciously and resentfully.

It was Gemma.

She almost snapped off her fork. She was so resentful that she even had an impulse to rush forward and separate them.

After coming back from the town, she hadn’t stayed alone with Ernest or had a conversation with him. Neither did he care about her treatment.

She originally planned to invite Ernest to have dinner together and told him about her condition, but she accidently saw Ernest and Florence leaving the company together.

She followed them secretly and saw this heartbroken scene.

The elegant and noble Ernest Hawkins had never shelled the greasy crayfish by himself before. But now he did it for Florence and even fed her intimately in the public.

would their relationship be enhanced and would they naturally have

became pale

way! She would not allow

Gemma waved her

waitress immediately came over and asked respectfully and politely, “Miss, what can I do for

“There are five hundred thousand in the card. Do me a favor and

waitress looked astonished, but she was uncontrollably excited

of five

down several mouthfuls of water

her gratitude unconsciously,

she finished her words, she suddenly realized that she and Ernest were too

was sitting beside her and his arm was on her back. It looked like he was

could clearly

Florence’s heart thumped wildly.

if we sit too close.” Florence found a random excuse and hastily moved towards

chopsticks from the opposite side of the table. He then picked up a crayfish, “It’s convenient for me to sit here. Let me shell the crayfishes for

at his hand, Florence felt her throat

felt very flustered because Ernest was shelling crayfishes for her. This was undoubtedly the most thrilling and uneasy meal

and Miss, this is the stir-fried marine

a dish that was just cooked.

the dish when thinking. With this dish as her excuse, she would not necessarily continue to

here.” Florence pointed at the place in front of

waitress’ eyes. She then raised the dish high and intended to put down

when she was about to put it down, her hand

onto Florence’s arm, Ernest’s gaze

a bit slower and the

pale. She hastily stepped backward, “Sorry. I didn’t mean to do that. It’s

but not this mister.

that Ernest would save

flustered and grabbed Ernest’s hand, “Mr. Hawkins, are

“I’m fine.”

the napkins without even changing his expressions, as if the thing that sprinkled on the back of his hand was

She hastily extracted several napkins and