My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

Ernest didn’t reply them. He stood to his feet with a cold face and headed towards the outside.

He didn’t feel good in this room because he felt it stuffy and oppressed.

“Ernest, where’re you going?”

When seeing Ernest walking out of the room without saying anything, Harold hurriedly asked him. But Ernest was so indifferent and he ignored him again.

Harold couldn’t help but shake his head, “Tsk, what a temper.”

Anthony knitted his brows, “He left by himself. Did you call Timothy to pick him up?”

“I’ve already called him since I knew that Ernest would leave abruptly because he was not in a good mood.”

Harold shrugged his shoulders and lay back to the sofa. He was so curious about what had happened between Ernest and Florence.

Mr. Hawkins, who had always been composed and elegant, was so annoyed that he even threw a temper.

Ernest walked out of the club with coldness written all over his face. Timothy drove a Lamborghini here and stopped in front of him.

“Sir, please.” Timothy got off the car and then opened the door for Ernest.

Ernest took a glance at him. He didn’t say anything and got on the car. He didn’t care why Timothy was here after getting off his work.

Timothy stole a glance at Ernest, who was sitting on the back seat with a cold face and a smell of alcohol, feeling a bit confused.

Nothing went wrong when he got off his work. Why did Mr. Hawkins go out to buy drink after coming back home?

Although he was bewildered, he didn’t dare to ask Ernest about this. He stepped on the accelerator and headed towards Ernest’s villa.

The car was prevailed by an oppressed ambience all the way.

Ernest still looked noble, but he was exuding an extremely cold aura.

Hence, Timothy was nervous when he was driving the car.

It was a great torture to him even if the trip simply took twenty minutes.

When the car stopped in front of the villa, Timothy got off the car and gingerly opened the door, “Mr. Hawkins, we’ve arrived.”

He said carefully because he was afraid that he would anger Ernest unknowingly.

Ernest replied with an indifferent nasal sound. When he was about to get off the car, he looked out of the window and found that they were in Senna International Villa Community.

He forgot to tell Timothy that he would not come back to this villa just now.

This was not his rigorous style of dealing with things.

Looking at the villa and thinking of the woman inside, Ernest became more fretful.

never been so annoyed by anything

turned gloomier when he thought of this. He pressed his thin lips together and then ordered,

to the villa? But Miss Fraser was living

this because of Miss

Timothy had many question in mind, he didn’t dare to say them out. Timothy reverently closed the door and then got on the car again. He started

off here.” Right at this moment, a cold voice sounded from the

the sudden

dear Mr. Hawkins, what was wrong with

Florence that he would move out before. Moreover, he didn’t want to

thought and he

for them to get along

Ernest opened

house, he knitted his

in the hallway and the women’s shoes that were originally placed

that the bags that were originally hung on the wall hanging also

his brows and changed into a pair

closed and

and turned on the light, only to find an

Where was Florence?

originally perched with

then walked into the cloakroom and the bathroom,

of that woman

to move out of his

she took away all

resist being with him

gush of anger burning in his chest and

phone and unlocked the screen and

please try it later.”

couldn’t help but curse. He then made a phone call to

sounded from the other end of

Ernest was in a terribly poor mood tonight and Timothy thought that he had to wait for his order

like that he had made a

bush and gave a concise order, “Find

not in the

again. He simply came back to have a sleep after getting off work, but it seemed like a

waste a single

failed

the call and

seeing that the car was still parked at the entrance, he walked over, opened the door and got on the

he gave the order, but he now asked in a cold voice, “Have

voice was

and

of tremendous