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?

and

was incredibly soft and comfortable

so much that her heart was instantly filled with motherly

want to eat meat,

Florence’s arms and his tiny fingers were pointing at

was also her favourite

looked at the colourful and fragrant

hesitantly said, “You are still young, you can’t eat spicy food, how about eating

want, I want

head firmly, opened his

overlook his capriciousness and

principles and picked up the meat to feed

came

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

froze and turned her head to look at Ernest’s angry

panicked and tried to explain,

of responsibility at all,

voice interrupted Florence’s

was very different from before. He even reached out

her coldly, “I’ll take the child away now. I

child and walked outside

tall back was cold and

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

panicked and went

go, don’t abandon me, don’t

she reached the door, she did not notice the steps at the doorway and missed her step. She fell to

woke up

a daze and flickered her eyes for a

front of her eyes was not the cold ground but a pure white

out that everything that

heart dissipated. It was only a dream. It was

was only

sigh of relief. She relaxed her nerves and regained

mind, the scene before she passed out

in the snow. She knew how bad her situation was. She thought

was obviously

did

sat up violently and

surrounded by no other furniture, but with

away was the door, but there was no door,

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