My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

Ernest took a glance at the food on his trolley, which showed the portion for a single person. However, on the menu, the name of the guest was Mr. Myron.

Looking at that name, Ernest looked annoyed.

Obviously, Florence didn’t take along with her ID card, so Reynold checked in using his ID.

Ernest asked in a deep voice, “There was only one portion of the food. Is there only one person in the room?”

Although it was the guest’s privacy, the hotel staff didn’t dare to hide anything from Ernest.

He immediately answered, “The kitchen prepared the food according to the guest’s ID that used to check in the hotel. I’m not sure how many people are there in the room.”

Probably there was only one guest or two guests.

And the possibility of the latter was higher.

Ernest looked at the closed door with his darkened eyes. Then he said, “Deliver the food and tell the guests inside that it was on the hotel. Ask them if one portion is enough.”

The hotel staff was so confused. He wondered why Ernest wanted him to do so.

Standing aside, Timothy understood immediately why Mr. Hawkins would have done so.

If the food was delivered by the hotel staff, Florence wouldn’t know that Mr. Hawkins had found here here. If anything was going on in the room, they wouldn’t see it in person.

On the other hand, when the hotel staff asked if one portion was enough, it was also the same as to make Florence answer how many people were there in the room. If she said one portion was enough, that meant Reynold should have left the room right now.

Timothy admired Mr. Hawkins for his smartness. At this moment, he still could figure out such a perfect tentative way.

Immediately, Timothy urged the hotel staff, “Just follow Mr. Hawkins’ orders. Hurry up and go in.”

“Oh, Okay,” the hotel staff agreed while nodding. Then he pushed the trolley to the door.

At the same time, Ernest walked to the wall at the same side of the door, standing elegantly. He looked quite indifferently, but if others studied him closer, they could see that his body was slightly tightened.

His gaze was glued in the direction of the door, and he could see some space after the door was opened.

Timothy looked at Mr. Hawkins’ actions with full admiration.

Mr. Hawkins was just testing Florence, but he had already found a good angle where he could hide perfectly while observing the situation in the room.

He was quite attentive.

“Knock... Knock... Knock...”

staff knocked

Florence’s voice was heard. “A

a click,

angle where he

the door was opened, his eye pupils

was in the nightgown provided by the hotel. The

take along anything with her, but she didn’t only take a shower in the room but also changed into

wondered who had bought the

Reynold also inside the

heart. Ernest felt the anger that he had

to see and ask her

question flashed back in his

was still like

rushed out of the corner now, she would think what he took her for again.

to spoil and love

his fists, Ernest tried his best to suppress his

what on earth had happened between

were standing outside. Looking at the hotel staff in confusion,

Miss. This

and found there were three dishes on it, which

but praising that this hotel’s

happened that she was starved, so she nodded and said, “Thank you so much. Could you please put them on my

“Sure, Miss.”

where Ernest was hiding. Then he pushed the trolley into Florence’s

looked around the room after walking in and scanned the

Myron, so only one portion of the night snack was prepared. Would you like

in here, but he has left,” Florence

the guest should use his or her own ID when checking in a hotel. However, Reynold had an important identity in

the fact from the

enjoy the food. I’m leaving now. If you need any

“Okay, thank you.”

hotel staff to

door, she saw the hotel staff looked out of the door, feeling a