My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

She didn’t like the way Ernest was distancing from her. It felt like a huge rock was weighing down in her heart, which stiffened the beating of her heart.

However, Florence was clueless as to how to resolve this situation.

Ernest was not entertaining any of her goodwill while maintaining his aloof and cold attitude.

Florence was at a loss, and a frustration was forming in her heart, making her nervous.

In those two days, after breakfast, Florence confirmed that there was nothing that needed her attention in the ward before she left.

However, after finishing her breakfast today, Florence was in a dilemma when she caught a glimpse of Ernest’s chilly face.

She was contemplating to stay behind today to check out what was going on with Ernest. She wouldn’t be able to feel at ease even if she were to leave like this.

At that moment, her phone rang.

Florence checked the display and found that it was from Phoebe. She immediately picked up her call and began the conversation in the small kitchen.

Ernest watched Florence leaving him, which caused his face to tense up even more.

He pressed his lips into a line, which formed a sarcastic curve at the corner of his mouth.

She was even acting so stealthily even though she was just answering calls.

Florence covered her phone and whispered in the kitchen, “Phoebe, what’s up?”

“Florence, why aren’t you here yet? I have been waiting for you in front of the villa for a long time.”

Florence hurriedly checked the time and found that she was way past their promised time.

She suddenly felt a headache, “Have you bought everything?”

“Yes, everything is ready. I am just waiting for you here to decorate the place. Nevertheless, it is not easy to sort these out, and we probably need time to decorate everything.”

Since it was going to take some time, and Ernest was going to come out of the hospital in a few days, Florence figured that she didn’t have much time left.

However, she insisted to work on this on her own. She didn’t want someone else to do it for her.

After a slight pause, she replied, “Phoebe, wait for me for a little longer. I will be there soon.”

After hanging up the phone, Florence emerged from the kitchen.

carefully, “I’m going out for a while. I will come

“Up to you.”

book with

expression no her face, her gaze fixed at Ernest

even if she were to stay here

had to be gone for a few hours. That

“Then I’ll take my leave now. If there’s anything, call me. I

lips but he didn’t pay heed to her

a powerlessness welling up inside her,

the door, she saw the maids standing by outside and she went ahead to remind them, “Take care of Mr. Hawkins well. If you have any doubts or if you

we got

replied

just yet as she

thing for many times and they had long committed them

giving out reminders to the maids in such meticulousness which showed that she was even more familiar

like she was

But…

was that concerned, why would she leave him with others instead of taking care of him herself? What about

She was a fraud!

destroyed the book in his hands with just his fingers, and there was a flame

could sense Ernest’s fury almost immediately, and his temples

explode most likely, and the people who were serving his livelihood were going to get the full brunt of the wrath.

much deliberation, “Ms. Fraser, may

help blushing the moment she

perfunctorily, “It’s nothing. Just

so important that you must leave here? Sir is going to be discharged from the hospital in two days, perhaps you can get to your matter after he is

I can’t

the time, she preferred to give him a

a lifetime of sticking together, never

that, Florence couldn’t help feeling

can’t banter with you here. I’m going now, please take good

waved her hand and with her bag hoisted, she

her back as he was about to say something, but he dismissed the idea bitterly. He couldn’t just come out

sullen. They were the only ones who could face Ernest’s wrath

maids and said, “You

maids had face drained off of colours. Why did they have

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