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?

could think clearly, the child jumped and hugged her. She

little body was incredibly soft and

took on the role. She loved him so much

want to eat

fingers were pointing at the stack

was also

fragrant fried meat

are still young, you can’t eat spicy food, how about

don’t want, I want

his head firmly, opened his big eyes

made people overlook his capriciousness

and picked

came Ernest’s

one year old,

to look at

and tried

sense of responsibility

voice

from before. He even

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

that, he brought the child

back was

came a sharp pain from her heart, as

panicked and went after

abandon me, don’t go

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

woke up with a

and flickered her eyes for a long time, unable to

was not the cold ground but a pure white ceiling

that everything that had just happened was a

had regained her consciousness gradually. The pain and depression in her heart dissipated. It was only a dream. It

it was

relief. She relaxed her nerves and regained her normal

mind, the scene before she passed out flashed through

in the snow. She knew how bad

now she was obviously

she did not feel

Florence sat up violently and

one-and-a-half metre bed, surrounded by no other

there was no door,

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