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.

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,

two words heavily, reminding Benjamin that

had the right to chase him away at

expression was unhappy, feeling extremely

successfully bluff Clarence, but he had managed to surprise Florence. Her reaction to dropping her fruit bottle was too real,

guy in front of him, there was an eighty to

tightening his fingers in the pocket of his pants, he pressed on something, and with a calm look, as if nothing had happened, he sat down next to Clarence on

laughed and said, “I was just joking around just now, even if I saw

showed no expression,

her mood extremely unhappy. She had already said such awkward things to him, why didn’t Benjamin want to

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

Ernest, her heart still felt restless, she

said, “Mr. Turner do you have anything else? If not, we won’t accompany you

Florence. However, now that Benjamin was here affecting her mood, even though she felt

indeed have

he turned to look at Florence, and said in a gentlemanly manner, “Flory, I have

throbbed, she didn’t believe that

divert her, what did he want to do

pavilion, and sat

get yourself what

didn’t save him

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

smiled, “Of course I didn’t mean to instruct you around, I saw you going to get fruit juice

call and

“…” He really could save the situation

and hurried him, “If you

once he finished talking. Her initially great

meantime, Florence was doing something else. Under the table, she took out her phone and secretly sent a text

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

smiles, his expression gentle. He looked extremely friendly and was

the past few days, and because Ernest hasn’t appeared in a long time, I couldn’t differentiate properly and mistook you as

that day, I am

sincere, his attitude earnest as if he was here to

been using the issue of the computer to anger Ernest just