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.

Ernest and asked with concern, “Ernest, is

didn’t answer her question; instead, he questioned in an unpleasant tone, “How do

he directly came back to the villa with Florence and hadn’t

guilty flashed across 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 relationship. He asked me about your situation and told me that they were really

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

feel guilty. The restaurant and that waitress

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

her emotions, pretending that she didn’t

that you must have not had

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

remember that you don’t like

Ernest

when she told her that she could cook noodles

about this? She could cook other

dropped the idea. The dish she cooked

and said meaningfully in a

was upset just now, felt

in disbelief. What did

meal box to the place in front of Florence’s seat and said to her,

dully,

the noodles.” Ernest picked up his chopsticks gracefully and intended to

hastily walked over, “Don’t it

herself

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

a beat and she didn’t know what to

because of jealousy. She then looked at herself. She was like

directly at her from the

in a low voice, “I have something to attend to. I will

felt flustered when seeing Gemma’s gloomy

that Gemma was Ernest’s girlfriend, but why did Ernest flirt with her in