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.

had never been so annoyed by anything or

of this. He pressed his thin lips together

Why didn’t Mr. Hawkins come back to the villa? But

because of

Timothy reverently closed the door and then got on

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

was confused by the sudden change

my dear Mr. Hawkins, what

to come into the villa, after all, he said to Florence that

mind was occupied by a thought and he didn’t want

them to get along with

such a thought in his mind, Ernest opened the

he stepped into the house, he knitted his black brows

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

the bags that were originally hung on the wall hanging

into a pair of slippers and then

closed and the room

bedroom and turned on the light, only to

Where was Florence?

perched with skin care products, was empty and

the cloakroom and the bathroom, only to find

the things of that woman had been

that Florence still chose to move out of his house after his

took away all of her

being with

in his chest

phone and unlocked the screen

it later.” The official reminder of

He then made a phone

Hawkins.” Timothy’s nervous voice sounded from

his boss Ernest was in

he had made a wise

gave a

not in

after getting off work, but it

waste a single minute and

had a hunch that if he failed to find out Florence’s whereabouts or exceeded the time limit, Ernest would give him

the call and

parked at the entrance, he walked over, opened the door and got on

he gave the order, but he

voice was icy

shivered and replied nervously,

felt a gush of tremendous grievance in