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.

be enhanced and would they

became pale

would not allow this to

come here.” Gemma waved her hand

and asked respectfully and politely, “Miss,

bank card on the table and said, “There are five hundred thousand

waitress looked astonished, but she was

needed to do her a favor, and she would get the reward of five hundred thousand. She was just a waitress

several mouthfuls of water and finally felt

gratitude unconsciously, “Thank

suddenly realized

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

clearly feel

Florence’s heart thumped wildly.

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

then picked up a crayfish,

at the crayfish 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 that she

and Miss, this is the stir-fried marine fish

that was just cooked. It was fragrant

lit up when she saw the dish when thinking. With this dish as her excuse, she would not

it on here.” Florence pointed at the

eyes. She then raised the dish high and intended to put down on the place in front of

it down, her hand suddenly shivered, causing the

was about to fall down onto Florence’s arm, Ernest’s gaze became gloomy

a bit slower and the oil all

face turned pale. She hastily stepped backward, “Sorry. I didn’t mean to

sprinkle the oil on this girl, but not this mister. She had screwed it up. What should she do

expected that Ernest would

was flustered and grabbed Ernest’s hand, “Mr.

“I’m fine.”

expressions, as if the thing that sprinkled on the back of his hand was just

napkins and then carefully