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.

disgust, “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 I

reminding Benjamin that he

had the right to chase him away at

expression was unhappy, feeling extremely unsatisfied.

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

there was an eighty to

pants, he pressed on something, and with a

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

showed no expression,

her mood extremely unhappy. She had already said such awkward

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

computer in front of Ernest, her heart still felt restless, she

do you have anything else? If not,

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

I indeed have something to

gentlemanly manner, “Flory, I have a lot to say,

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

to divert her, what did he want to do to

pavilion, and sat down abruptly next to

Benjamin, “Go get yourself what you want to

didn’t save him any

was in the past, Benjamin would have stood up and left, but now, his heart and his skin had been trained

around, I saw you going to get fruit juice and thought you

made a call and instructed his subordinate.

really could save the situation for

him, “If you

talking. Her initially great mood had been

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

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

gentle. He looked extremely friendly and was purposely showing a look of guilt on

to Ernest, “Mr. Jenkins, I had been influenced by the rumors going around the past few days, and because

that day,

was very sincere, his attitude earnest as if he was here

computer to anger Ernest just