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.

man’s face, which made her hesitate. She began carefully,

“Up to you.”

even looking at her. He was staring at his book with a solemn expression, as if he had nothing to

no her face, her gaze fixed at Ernest for a while. He was just reading

even if she

she just had to be gone for a few hours. That wouldn’t be

“Then I’ll take my

he

welling up inside her, she

she went ahead to remind them, “Take care of Mr. Hawkins well. If you have any doubts or if you run into any trouble,

Fraser, we

maids replied

die just yet as she emphasized

committed them to memory. They just had to be patient and

Florence, and he knew that she was giving out reminders to the maids in such meticulousness which showed that she was even more familiar with his own lifestyle

was really concerned

But…

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

She was a fraud!

in his hands with just his fingers, and there was a flame of anger burning inside

almost immediately, and his temples started

the people who were serving his livelihood were going to get the full brunt

much deliberation, “Ms. Fraser, may I know what you

help blushing the moment she was asked

nothing. Just some personal

Sir is going to be discharged from the hospital in two days, perhaps

precisely I can’t do that after he

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

lifetime of sticking together, never

that, Florence couldn’t help feeling a little excited and rushed.

I’m going now, please take

waved her hand and with her bag

as he was about to say something, but he dismissed the idea bitterly. He couldn’t just come out and sell out his boss, could he? He couldn’t just blatantly say that the boss’

were the only ones

at the few maids and said, “You

off of colours. Why did they have

and went all the way to Senna International Villa