My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

Chapter 592: I Am A Picky-Eater

Just like how he left, Stanford rushed back to the villa in a huff.

Walking into the door, he habitually wanted to walk towards Ernest’s room. But at this moment, he heard Florence’s voice coming from the dining room.

“Stanford, we are here.”

Stanford paused in his tracks, and saw Florence who was waving her hand at him.

He came back to his senses, Ernest had already woken up, Florence didn’t have to stay by his side in his room taking care of him anymore. Naturally, she would be eating outside.

Stanford looked at Florence, his gaze turned warmer, and he headed over to the dining room in large steps.

Florence was standing by the table, smiling and giving him chopsticks.

“Stanford, I didn’t know you were coming back now, so I didn’t prepare extra dishes, can you just have a simple meal?”

“No worries, I am not picky.”

Stanford said without hesitation, and sat down at his seat.

The food at his home was always the best, the quality was great, quantity was huge. Even if it was a single person eating, there would be many dishes, and even if there were three extra people, there wouldn’t be lacking in dishes.

Hence Stanford sat down without any emotional burden.

Just that, when he saw clearly what the dishes on the table were, the expression on his handsome face froze.

He frowned lightly, a little surprised, “Just these few dishes?”

There were indeed many dishes, on the table were many unrepeated dishes.

However…

Collin who was sitting by the side laughed mockingly, and said gleefully, “Stanford, you just said that you are not a picky eater.”

The corner of Stanford’s lips twitched slightly.

This was not a matter of whether he was a picky-eater, it was a matter of whether they can even be eaten.

His palate was used to spicy food. On the dining table, there would always be a mixture of spicy and non-spicy food, with a balance of taste and nutrition.

But the dishes in front of him were all bland vegetables!

plus bland vegetables, and none of

their chef,

Florence had said that they

of

Stanford’s uncomfortable expression, the smile on his

with such an unappetizing look, I

to treat Ernest’s injuries, and was just in time for the meal, so he decided to

dishes on the table, his expression

spicy dishes, what was

and was just getting ready to find a reason to slip off, but he hadn’t thought that Stanford would come

felt full

facing this whole table of unappetizing dishes, added with a gloating bastard mocking

he intend to

at the side, feeling

only to take care of Ernest’s injuries. She hadn’t considered that there would suddenly be two

and she said, “I’ll get the chef to make a few more dishes, it’ll be

“No need for that.”

and dangerous gaze shot towards Ernest who

sister is someone that loves spicy food, even she is willing to accompany Mr. Hawkins to not take spicy food. It would be nothing for me to also eat this,

a lot of sarcasm within

meaning in his words was that Ernest was taking advantage of the fact that he was a patient and an injured person, ignoring Florence’s tastebuds and preference, making her eat these unappetizing

that Ernest was

straight, his expression

could hear the underlying meaning in his words, she didn’t want Stanford to misunderstand Ernest.

didn’t want

Stanford was slightly stunned.

on Florence. By doing this, Ernest was

he

at Ernest with a complicated gaze. He still felt very unhappy to see him.

said, “Stop standing

Stanford had started eating, Florence didn’t say anything else,

Instead, she

and filled some dishes for him. While doing so, she

had filled Ernest’s bowl

helplessly, and said softly, “Alright, you eat

chopsticks and put a piece of meat in

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