My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

Georgia was not bothered. She said all smiles, “Ernest doesn’t care about this. Why are you bothered? It’s good as long as they can be happy after getting married.

Brianna immediately became silent.

Georgia always stuck up for Ernest and Florence. And judging from this, as long as they didn’t make a big mistake, their engagement would not be cancelled.

She could not simply wait for the progress without doing anything.

Charlotte also felt unhappy. When seeing that Ernest was pampering Florence a lot, she felt so jealous that she almost went crazy.

She had put in great efforts but Ernest didn’t care about her at all.

If this situation continued, Ernest and Florence would definitely get married yet she would not be able to do anything for it. In the end, she would not have the chance to become Ernest’s wife anymore.

But Charlotte was unwilling to accept this fate.

They went to the dining room with different thoughts.

There was no kitchen or maids in this villa, but there was a kitchen that was exclusive to Ernest in the adjoining villa.

Several world-famous chefs were in the kitchen awaiting Ernest’s orders. They would could dishes there and send them to this villa when prepared.

Things were the same today.

As there were many people today and Ernest didn’t like to share a plate of dish with others, they had western food today.

The beefsteak served to Georgia was tender and exquisite.

They all started to enjoy their food and the atmosphere seemed to be harmonious.

Florence’s cheeks were still flushed. She felt embarrassed to look at others and tried to decrease her sense of presence as possible.

Nevertheless, Ernest’s action caused their attentions.

He moved away the beefsteak in front of Florence and put the plate of beefsteak that have been cut in front of her.

action was so natural as if he had done this

was rare for Georgia and Brianna as they had never seen this aspect of Ernest

shocked and then nodded her head in satisfaction, “Good, Ernest starts to

flushed even

‘husband’ was not in her schedule in the near

not daring to look at others, and felt like that even the fork

the fork and

sounded in her ear, “What’s

that this was because

he ask the question? How should she

hesitated for a while and then replied, “I feel a bit thirsty and I want

still hot. Wait

He picked up the spoon to swirl the soup and even blow it to

natural and simple way

all over

at Ernest with different expressions. No one had expected that Ernest, who had always been arrogant, would take

so gentle and thoughtful and was

who was sitting by his side, “Charlotte, is this the way how Ernest gets along with your sister in usual

in the villa, she might

taking care of Florence gently

when hearing the question and

they all though that Ernest had treated Florence well in usual times, the

she could not

“It’s Florence to

didn’t say anything else. But her words inexplicably became a sharp contrast

as if what Ernest was doing now was just a

slight changes in the expression of her foster parents and Ernest’s senior, Florence was a bit flustered. She glared at Charlotte with complaint and then hastily explained, “I like drinking soup and when I scoop soup for myself, I would also scoop

paused with a flushed face and then pretended to be shy and

would have such a benefit. The situation is reversed now and now it’s Ernest’s turn to scoop soup for

reached out towards

were some slight scratches on the back but they

Ernest dodged her hand and steadily put the bowl of soup in