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.

like this, would their relationship be

became

not allow this to

come here.” Gemma waved

respectfully and politely, “Miss, what

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

waitress looked astonished, but she was uncontrollably

to do her a favor, and she would get the reward of five hundred thousand. She was just a waitress and could not resist such kind of

gulped down several mouthfuls of water and finally

gratitude

suddenly realized that she and Ernest were

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

clearly

Florence’s heart thumped wildly.

Hawkins, we’d better keep a distance. It’s not convenient to have meal if we sit too close.” Florence found a random excuse and hastily moved

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

at the crayfish at his hand, Florence

shelling crayfishes for her. This was undoubtedly the most thrilling

and Miss, this is the stir-fried marine fish that you ordered.

over with a dish that was just cooked. It

this dish as her excuse, she would not necessarily continue to eat the

on here.” Florence pointed at the place

of nervousness flashed across the waitress’ eyes. She then raised the dish high and

she was about to put it down, her hand suddenly shivered, causing the scalding oil to

fall down onto Florence’s

and

was scared and her face turned pale. She hastily stepped backward, “Sorry. I didn’t mean to do that. It’s

was bribed and intended to sprinkle the oil on this girl, but not this mister. She

astonished. She hadn’t expected that Ernest would save her regardless of his

grabbed Ernest’s hand, “Mr. Hawkins, are you

“I’m fine.”

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

quicker. She hastily extracted several napkins and then