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.

noticed the moody expression on the man’s face, which made her hesitate. She began carefully, “I’m going out for a while. I will come back in

“Up to you.”

his book with a solemn expression,

her face, her gaze fixed at Ernest for a while. He was just

nothing that commanded her attention here even if she were

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

finally persuaded herself, “Then I’ll take my leave now. If there’s anything,

his lips but he

and with a powerlessness welling up inside her, she hoisted

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 run into any trouble, just

we got

replied

her worries die just yet as she emphasized on Ernest’s habits

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

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

was

But…

leave him with others instead of taking care of him herself? What about her promise

She was a fraud!

book in his hands with just his fingers, and there was

Ernest’s fury almost immediately, and

His boss’ temper would explode most likely, and the people who were serving his livelihood were going to get the full brunt of the wrath. They would be decimated.

Fraser, may I know

she was asked about her

perfunctorily, “It’s nothing. Just

be discharged from the hospital in two days, perhaps you can get to your matter after he is no longer

shook her head, “It’s precisely I can’t

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

the surprise succeeded, they would have a lifetime of

the thought of that, Florence couldn’t help feeling a little

going now,

and with her bag hoisted, she

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

the only ones who could face Ernest’s

the few maids and said, “You guys can

Why did they have to be the one who go in?

and went all the way to Senna International Villa Community, which was Ernest’s dwelling place.