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?

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

his little body was incredibly soft and

the role. She loved him so much that her heart was instantly filled with motherly

to eat meat,

Florence’s arms and his tiny fingers were

was also

and fragrant fried

young, you can’t eat spicy food,

want, I want to eat

head firmly, opened his big

pitiful look made people overlook his capriciousness

principles and picked up the meat to feed

there came Ernest’s

only one year old, he’s

look at Ernest’s angry face.

and tried

have no sense of responsibility at

cold voice

even reached out his hands directly to

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

child and walked

was cold

a sharp pain from her heart, as if she was about to

and went after

abandon me,

door, she did not notice the steps at the doorway and

woke up with a

and flickered her eyes

of her eyes was not the cold ground but a pure white ceiling with flower patterns carved on

everything that had just happened

her heart dissipated. It

it was only

relief. She relaxed her nerves and regained her

her mind, the scene before she passed out flashed through her mind

how bad her situation was. She thought

was

did not feel

up violently and looked around with an excited

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

was the door, but there

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