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?

jumped and hugged her. She

little body was incredibly soft

She loved him so much that her

want to

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

also her favourite

and fragrant fried meat and swallowed

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

I want to eat

head firmly, opened his big eyes and

look made people overlook his capriciousness and look at

picked up the meat to

there came Ernest’s

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

to look at Ernest’s angry face.

and tried

responsibility at

voice

It was very different from before. He even

looked at her coldly, “I’ll take the child away

the child and

was cold

a sharp pain

panicked and went after

don’t abandon me,

did not notice the steps at the doorway and missed her step. She

woke up with

in a daze and flickered her eyes for

eyes was not the cold ground but

everything that had just happened was a

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

was only a

of relief. She relaxed her nerves and regained her

her mind, the scene before she passed out

in the snow. She knew how bad her situation was. She thought that she was bound to

now she was obviously

she did not feel

up violently and looked around with

the moment, she was sitting on a one-and-a-half metre bed, surrounded by

but there was

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