My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

Chapter 685: The Child

As she stood in the hall, Ernest came out of the kitchen. He carried a dish and wore an apron.

With a gentle smile on his face, he said,

“The food is ready, come and eat.”

Florence looked at him in a daze. She was a little confused about when did Ernest know how to cook.

When he wore the apron, it was not incongruous at all. He was still so charmingly handsome.

Ernest put down his plate, turned around and walked in front of Florence.

He hooked her chin with his index finger and his gaze was aggressive.

“Are you seducing me to eat you first by looking at me like that?”

His eyes were flickered with the fire that she was familiar with.

Florence was flushed. She stepped back shyly, “I’ll eat first.”

After saying that, she hurriedly ran to the dining table and sat down.

There were about ten dishes that she liked on the dining table.

At once, Florence felt that it was mouthwatering and she was very hungry.

She felt that she did not enjoy such a sumptuous meal for long. She was looking forward to eating them.

She immediately picked up her chopsticks and was about to start eating.

But just as the chopsticks were picked up, a broad palm pressed on her small hand.

“Don’t eat in a hurry, feed the baby first.”

Ernest sat beside her. More amazingly, he was holding a little boy of about one year old in his arms.

The face was exquisite as if it was carved. It was more beautiful than a doll.

Florence was stunned, whose child was this?

“Mummy, mummy hugs ...”

The child stretched out his short little hand and directed them towards Florence.

She had a child?

When did this happen?

the child jumped and hugged her. She

little body was incredibly soft and comfortable to

so much that

I want to eat

Florence’s arms and his tiny fingers were pointing at the stack of fried meats on the

also her

the colourful and fragrant

hesitantly said, “You are still young, you can’t eat spicy

want, I want to

head firmly, opened his big eyes and stared

made people overlook his capriciousness and look at him

and picked up the meat to

there came

what are you doing? He’s only one year old, he’s not allowed

turned her head to look at Ernest’s angry face. His face was

panicked and tried to explain,

sense of responsibility at all,

voice interrupted

was very different from before. He even reached out his hands directly to

up and looked at her coldly, “I’ll take the

he brought the child and walked outside

was cold and

a daze. There came a sharp pain from her heart,

and went

abandon me,

hurry. When she reached the door, she did not notice

up with

in a daze and flickered her eyes for a long time, unable to return

cold ground but a pure white ceiling with flower patterns carved

everything that had just happened

in her heart dissipated. It was only a dream. It was impossible for Ernest to abandon

was

a sigh of relief. She

the scene before she passed

bad her situation was. She thought that she

now she was obviously

did

something, Florence sat up violently and looked

one-and-a-half metre bed, surrounded by no other furniture, but with beautiful floral patterns painted

was the door, but there was no door, instead, a

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