My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

She pondered for a while and then looked at Ernest tentatively, asking, “Mr. Hawkins, shall we call for a takeout?”

Ernest’s eyes were tinged with amusement. However, when he was about to say something, the doorbell rang.

Who came to find him at this time? What an annoying third wheel!

Ernest exuded coldness all around.

Seeing that Ernest was still sitting there showing no intention to open the door, Florence could only stand to her feet and walk towards the door.

The moment she opened the door, she heard Gemma’s voice with worries in it.

“Ernest, are you alright?”

The moment Gemma finished her words, she saw Florence. She was apparently petrified.

Florence was also stunned when seeing Gemma. She felt a gush of uneasiness.

After a short while of awkwardness, Gemma broke the silence with a smile, “Oh, Flory, you’re also here.”

“Yeah.” Florence replied in a low voice and took several steps backward to give way for Gemma.

Holding a meal box, Gemma asked in a low voice worriedly, “Ernest got injured. So I come to visit him.”

“He’s in the dining room.” Florence tried her best to maintain her composure and replied in a clam voice.

But her mind was in turmoil. She couldn’t explain how it felt like. It was reasonable for Ernest to tell his girlfriend first after being injured.

This was good. Since Gemma was here, she could take care of Ernest and then Florence herself could leave.

Florence followed Gemma to the dining room, intending to tell Ernest that she would leave.

Gemma walked into the dining room. When seeing Ernest’s hand that had been bandaged, she felt very distressed for him.

asked with concern, “Ernest, is it serious? Are you

looked at Gemma coldly. He didn’t answer her question; instead, he questioned in an unpleasant tone,

villa with Florence and hadn’t

now and I heard about this from a manager. You also know that the managers there all knew about our relationship. He asked

it was Florence who

“No need to feel guilty. The restaurant and that waitress will

face turned pale. Although Ernest was mentioning about the disposition of the restaurant, she knew woefully after getting alone with him for many years that

and tried hard to suppress her emotions,

the meal box with a smile, “Ernest, I know that you must have not had too much

was speaking, she put the meal box in front of Ernest and

you

stunned. Ernest didn’t like

Ernest had a weird expression when she told her that she could cook noodles for

about this?

aroma, she dropped the idea. The dish she cooked was by no means

meaningfully in a low voice,

now, felt very shocked at

in disbelief. What

to the place in front of Florence’s

asked dully, “What

his chopsticks gracefully and

hastily walked over, “Don’t it

herself felt

looked into Florence’s eyes and said word by word in a charming low voice, as if he was uttering lover's prattle, “I

suddenly skipped a beat and she didn’t know what to do at

Ernest and almost went crazy because of jealousy. She then looked at herself. She was like an incompatible

never looked directly at her from the very

in

when

but why did Ernest flirt with her in front of