My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

The fruit juice bottle in Florence’s hands dropped to the ground with a bang.

Her face turned as pale as a sheet of paper, and she was trembling violently.

So Benjamin had seen it?!

She was finished! This matter could no longer be handled properly.

Benjamin turned around to look at Florence, the smile on his lips even more sure and arrogant.

Ernest stared straight at Benjamin, his grave expression suddenly changed to one of indifference, the corner of his lips raised in a sarcastic smile.

He turned around and sat down casually on the bench.

“Mr. Turner, are you addicted to calling ‘brother’? Didn’t it hurt enough last time?”

His tone was mocking and scornful.

As if he was talking to a shameless man that was kneeling on the ground.

The smile on Benjamin’s face froze and turned into one of awkwardness.

He gritted his teeth, “Aren’t you afraid that I will tell people about the messages on your computer? Ernest, you still have time to be honest with me, if I am satisfied I will let you go.”

“Then go ahead and tell.”

Ernest said indifferently, his posture calm and collected, “If you have anything to say, go ahead.”

Benjamin’s expression froze a little, his lips twitched, but he didn’t manage to say anything.

Florence looked on stunned at the confrontation between the two men. She then turned to look at Benjamin’s defeated and angry expression. She suddenly understood.

Benjamin had seen nothing just now, he was only acting, intentionally bluffing them.

If Ernest had been shocked and lost his calm, they would have been exposed.

That was close.

As an afterthought, Florence shuddered in fear. This Benjamin could stoop so low.

“Mr. Turner, have you not made enough fuss about the face examination last time? Now you’re even here accusing Clarence of being Ernest. If you continue this way, even if

two words heavily, reminding Benjamin that he was only a guest, that

him

expression was unhappy, feeling extremely unsatisfied.

though he hadn’t managed to successfully bluff Clarence, but he had managed to surprise Florence. Her reaction

there was an eighty to ninety per cent chance that he was

pocket of his pants, he pressed on something, and with a calm look, as if nothing had

joking around just now, even if I saw anything, I wouldn’t say anything, don’t

showed no expression, ignoring

stood outside the pavilion, her mood extremely unhappy. She had

by staying back here? What other tricks does he have up

Ernest, her heart still felt restless, she was

anything

had such a nice view and location, it was specifically chosen by Florence. However, now that Benjamin was

I indeed have something

and said in a gentlemanly manner, “Flory, I

temples throbbed, she didn’t believe that Benjamin was going to say something

her, what did he want

the pavilion, and sat down

widened her eyes and glared at Benjamin, “Go get yourself what you want

save him any

in the past, Benjamin would have stood up and left, but now, his heart and

fruit juice

call

really could save

“If you have anything, just say

talking. Her initially great mood had been

she took out her phone and secretly sent

excuse to come save the situation, then she wouldn’t have to continue entertaining him

full of smiles, his expression gentle. He looked extremely friendly and was purposely showing a look of guilt on his

Jenkins, I had been influenced by the rumors going around the past few days, and because Ernest hasn’t appeared in

that

was very sincere, his attitude earnest as

of the computer to anger Ernest just a