My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

Chapter 187: Giving Mindful Gift

“Of course. Of course. No problem. Later my parents will be here.”

Phoebe waved her hand, a relaxing smile appearing on her pale face. “Hurry up and go. Now it’s half-past seven. Although you are late, it’s not that late yet.”

“Okay. I’m leaving now. Call me if you need anything,” Florence said, feeling a bit worried.

“Sure. Don’t worry. I’m fine. Hurry up and leave. Don’t make him wait too long,” Phoebe urged Florence, nodding continuously.

Florence didn’t stay any longer. Grabbing her handbag, she walked out.

She hailed a cab at the hospital gate and headed to downtown first.

Earlier, she didn’t know what was going on, but now she knew it was Ernest’s birthday today. Hence, she should bring him a birthday gift. Besides, she stood him up and was late for so long. She must choose a mindful gift to show her blessing.

Also, if the gift could fully represent her blessing, Ernest would be happy instead of being angry with her.

However, based on how much Florence had known about Ernest, he was extremely rich. He always used high-end products in his daily life, and he didn’t lack anything.

For collections or displayed antiques, those were too expansive, and she couldn’t afford any of them.

Thinking about it for a long time, after racking her brains, Florence recalled that Ernest would have to sigh on a lot of documents daily. The most frequently used would be a pen.

Even if he had extra pens, one more wouldn’t be bothering.

Hence, she decided to give Ernest a pen as a gift. She would also ask the store to carve some characters on the pen. It would show her blessing as well as be unique.

Since she had made up her mind, Florence went to the brand pen store to look for a pen.

Although there were a lot of pens with high-quality, none of the stores could carve characters on them right away. She was asked to wait for one or two days.

However, Florence needed it as soon as possible. It didn’t work for her.

She had to look for the pen and ask about the character carving service one store after another. She walked too much that her legs felt hurt.

When she almost had become desperate, she finally found a store that could carve the characters on the pen immediately.

It was a mall store. Compared with other stores, it was a shabby one. However, there were all kinds of brand pens sold in the store.

Florence chose a pen of high quality and a reasonable price.

looking it through carefully, she asked, “Is this an authentic one? I’m going to give it as

faked ones in my store,” the chubby store owner said

took the

me to

“Yes, it is. Well...”

carve on it. If to put one the birthday wishes, it would be too plain. If to put on

said, “Just carve

that he would be happy

“All right.”

owner immediately pulled out the professional tools, ready to

he reminded, “Miss, are you sure? After carving the emoji, you can’t return this pen in the

“Yeah. I’m sure.”

pay for it at the

that she had to pay for it before

surprised, but she didn’t overthink

chubby store owner started to carve. Soon, a smiling emoji was

a simple version -- a round head and

a bit shabby but it was neat

you

store owner looked at Florence up and down, something flashing

Florence nodded. “Not bad.”

I’ll pack it for you. I’ll use the delicate and

the pen from Florence’s hand and quickly packaged the

the pen, but only a

could only put the gift box in her

would like the gift as soon

to the company. She put on the dress, did

o’clock in

banquet had started quite long ago. In the hall, all ladies in beautiful dresses were coming back and forth.

together, talking,

the protagonist tonight -- Ernest. They all tried to find every possibility to propose a toast with Ernest,

it was Ernest’s birthday banquet tonight, he emanated coldness that distant himself from others

elegant and

Later they didn’t have

straight. Taking a sip, he couldn’t help looking towards the door of the banquet hall from time

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