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?

think clearly, the child jumped and hugged her. She also hugged him by reflex

his little body was incredibly

loved him so much that

to eat meat,

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

also her favourite

fragrant

young, you can’t eat spicy food, how about eating other

want, I want to eat

head firmly, opened his big eyes and stared at

look made people overlook his capriciousness and look at

and picked up the

there came

are you doing? He’s only one year old,

at Ernest’s angry face. His face was full of

panicked and tried to

no sense of responsibility at all, I’m disappointed

voice

before. He even reached out his hands directly to forcibly snatch the child

and looked at her coldly, “I’ll take the child away now. I don’t want you

that, he brought the child and walked outside without any

back was cold

Ernest’s back in a daze. There came a sharp pain from her heart, as

went

go, don’t abandon me,

not

up

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

was not the cold ground but a pure white ceiling

that everything that had just happened

her heart dissipated. It was only a dream.

was only

out a sigh of relief. She relaxed

she passed out flashed through her mind

snow. She knew how bad her situation was. She thought that she was

was obviously

she did not

Florence sat up violently and looked

she was sitting on a one-and-a-half metre bed, surrounded by no other furniture, but with

away was the door, but there was

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