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.

concern,

answer her question; instead, he questioned in an unpleasant tone, “How do

directly came back to the villa with Florence and hadn’t told anyone about this. Neither

Gemma’s eyes. But she reacted quickly and said, “I went to KK Restaurant just now and I heard about this from a manager. You also know that the managers there all knew about our

originally didn’t intend to blame the restaurant; after all, it was Florence who

guilty. The restaurant and that waitress will

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

hard to suppress her emotions, pretending that

the meal box with a smile, “Ernest, I know that you must have not had too much food, so I specially took away the dishes

meal box in front of Ernest and took

remember that you don’t like

Ernest didn’t

expression when she told her that she could cook

why didn’t he tell her about this? She could cook other

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

Florence and said meaningfully in

just now, felt very shocked at the

at Ernest in disbelief. What did

place in front of Florence’s seat

asked dully, “What about

chopsticks gracefully and intended to

“Don’t it this. It tastes

Florence herself felt it

voice, as if he was uttering lover's prattle, “I like all the

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

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

never looked directly at her from the

so embarrassed that she couldn’t stay here any longer. She said in a low voice, “I have something to attend to. I will go

felt flustered when seeing Gemma’s

but why did Ernest flirt with her in front