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

“Up to you.”

with a solemn expression,

expression no her face, her gaze fixed at Ernest

attention here even if she were to stay here

had to be gone for a few hours. That wouldn’t be too bad, right?

head, and she finally persuaded herself, “Then I’ll take my leave

pressed his lips but he

coldness and with a powerlessness welling up inside her, she hoisted her

by outside and she went ahead to remind them, “Take care of

Fraser, we got

maids replied politely.

yet as she

committed them

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

felt like she was

But…

him herself? What about her promise to be the one capable of only taking care of him

She was a fraud!

hands with just his fingers, and

could sense Ernest’s fury almost immediately, and

likely, and the people who were serving his livelihood were going to

after much deliberation, “Ms. Fraser, may I

couldn’t help blushing the moment she was asked about her

answered perfunctorily, “It’s nothing.

the hospital in

I can’t do that after he

for sticking together with Ernest all the time, she preferred to give him a

lifetime of sticking together, never getting apart from each

Florence couldn’t help feeling a

I’m going now, please take good care of Ernest for me.”

with her bag

just come out and sell out his boss, could he? He couldn’t just blatantly

the only ones who could face

glanced at the few maids and said, “You

of colours. Why did they have to

all the way to Senna International Villa Community, which