My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

Dumbfounded, Charlotte looked at Florence. She rarely saw Florence with such a cold and rigid attitude.

And it was on this kind of matter.

Charlotte’s soft expression on her face slightly changed. Her attitude became a bit more rigid.

“Florence, you can’t just send me away like this as a matter of course. I come here is to be my Ernest’s guest. These few days, his afternoon tea is all delivered by me. If I suddenly leave, who will make these for him?”

“When you didn’t come, he didn’t lack afternoon tea either.”

Florence directly refuted Charlotte’s words.

Now, she even slightly regretted it. If she had not allowed Charlotte to deliver afternoon tea for Ernest, the matter in the video would not have happened.

She did not know if Ernest was angry. If he was infuriated, it would be disastrous as the Fraser family might be embroiled.

Florence was thinking of the safety of the family members but Charlotte was becoming more and more discontent and hateful towards Florence.

She could see that Florence wanted to drive her away.

“I won’t leave anyway. Only Ernest can let me leave.”

Charlotte looked a little angry. She stood up and walked out.

“Charlotte!”

Florence called her in chagrin but what she got as a response was just a heavy slamming sound of the door.

It seemed that Charlotte was not going to obey her.

Vexed, Florence pressed her temple and thought for a while. She decided to discuss this with Ernest.

If Ernest was the one who sent Charlotte away, Charlotte would have no excuse anymore, right? This would also stop Charlotte to have special thoughts on Ernest…

Basically, Ernest had to do time management to deal with his work and therefore, the time he spent on work was almost about the same every day.

But today, he returned to the room much later than usual.

Florence looked at him and asked with concern, “Is there a lot of works today?”

Ernest’s eyes flashed with darkness. He strode towards Florence’s bedside.

into

casual and he managed to easily downplay

could vaguely guess

not need to spend much time unless they were particularly urgent but generally, this

took

who was a neat freak feel annoyed. Perhaps

this was probably the reason

Florence also felt a little

a while and said, “Mr. Hawkins, I have

“What is it?”

raised his eyes to look

thought for a while and said, “Charlotte has been here for a long time and it’s time for her to go home.

he looked at Florence thoughtfully, “Who do you suddenly have

always been staying here but Florence had

felt that it would be awkward for her to be alone with him here so she earnestly wished that Charlotte could always stay here to accompany her until she

be that Florence knew about what

gaze made Florence felt slightly diffident. But, after all, Charlotte was her sister so she could not tell

my mother misses her. After all, Charlotte is studying and it’s rare that she’ll come back

indeed a

true or not, it was

gazed at Florence for a while but

nodded, “Send her

expected by her to get Ernest’s permission but the next thing was slightly more

home and Charlotte is also staying here with you. So, to send her

words were not finished but Florence’s meaning was shown

Ernest go to

let alone it

anticipative look, Ernest’s

be the one who says this kind of

in a low, deep and subtle

flew to the

still flirt with her in such

This man was really…

turned her eyes away. She was slightly shy, “Then after Charlotte comes back from the party tonight, you go and tell

“Alright.”

at Florence and his broad palm fell on Florence’s hair and stroked it as if he was