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.

in 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

two words heavily, reminding Benjamin that he

owner had the right to chase him away

was unhappy, feeling extremely unsatisfied.

Clarence, but he had managed to surprise Florence. Her reaction to dropping her fruit

was an eighty to ninety per cent chance

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

now, even if I saw anything, I wouldn’t

no expression,

the other hand stood outside the pavilion, her mood extremely unhappy. She had already said such awkward things to him, why didn’t Benjamin

he want by staying back here? What other tricks

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

have anything else?

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

indeed have

“Flory, I have a lot to say, can I trouble you to go

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

wanted to divert her, what did he want to do

into the pavilion,

and glared at Benjamin, “Go get yourself

save

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

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

a call and instructed his

could

and hurried him, “If you

to leave once he finished talking. Her initially great mood had been spoilt once

something else. Under the table, she took

situation, then she wouldn’t have to

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

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

for what happened that

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

he hadn’t been using the issue of the computer to anger Ernest just a few seconds ago, Florence would