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.

Clarence of being Ernest. If you continue this way, even if I have to

reminding Benjamin that he was only a guest,

owner had the right to chase him

expression was unhappy, feeling

he had managed to surprise Florence. Her reaction to dropping her fruit bottle was too

front of him, there was an eighty to ninety per cent chance that

with a calm

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

showed no expression,

her mood extremely unhappy. She had already said such awkward things to him,

he want by staying back here? What other tricks does he

computer in front of Ernest, her heart

have anything else? If not,

specifically chosen by Florence. However, now that Benjamin was here affecting her mood, even though she felt reluctant, it

indeed have something

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

she didn’t believe that

he wanted to divert her, what did he want to do

put, walked straight into the pavilion, and

at Benjamin, “Go get yourself what you want to drink, I’m not

didn’t save

stood up and left, but now, his heart and his skin had been trained

“Of course I didn’t mean to instruct you around, I saw you going to get fruit juice and thought you wanted to move

made a call

could save the

and hurried him, “If you have anything, just

to leave once he finished talking. Her initially great

she took out her

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

the past few days, and because Ernest hasn’t appeared in a long time, I couldn’t

that

his attitude earnest as if he was here to

anger Ernest just a few seconds ago, Florence would have believed