My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

As they talked, Ernest pushed Florence to arrive at the dining room.

The woman and Bonnie hurriedly followed them over.

Andrew was obviously quite rich. There were a big courtyard and lots of rooms in his house, and his dining room was quite huge.

In the middle, there was a rectangular wooden table, on which there were dozens of dishes, looking so abundant and delicious.

Florence, who hadn’t eaten properly for a long time, instantly drooled.

She excitedly looked at the dining table that was getting closer and closer. However, right then, the woman showed up in front of her, blocking her way.

Casting her a disdainful glance, the woman immediately looked over at Ernest with a flattering smile.

“Mr. Hawkins, please enjoy your lunch. Please let me take care of Ms. Fraser, “

In Chinese etiquette, the guests would obey the host’s arrangement.

Although this woman was extremely annoying, it was her house. Ernest and Florence guessed that they had certain etiquette on the seat arrangement.

Florence didn’t want to get into trouble again. She turned to Ernest and said, “Please let her do it.”

Ernest pressed his lips. After a hesitation, he released his hands on the handles.

The woman immediately walked up and took over the wheelchair.

She nodded at Florence politely and then turned the wheelchair to the corner. Avoiding the dining table, they went to a corner of the dining room.

Florence was surprised, wondering why the woman took her here.

While she was still confused, she saw Bonnie put a blanket on the floor. Another little girl who had helped Florence assisted Bonnie. They quickly put three dishes on the floor.

All three dishes were vegetables.

Then a big basin of plain rice and four rice bowls were put beside them.

The woman stopped and said to Florence rudely, “Get off. Eat.”

After that, she walked over, sat cross knee on the blanket, picked up a bowl, and started eating.

Florence gaped at her.

was a huge table of dishes in the center of the dining room, but why did they need to eat such dishes miserably while

big, but only three persons were sitting at it - Andrew

hadn’t sat down yet. He gazed at her deeply, feeling

quite

he explained, “Mr. Hawkins, please don’t mind. According to our custom, women can’t eat

and Florence were

here again shook her three outlooks

could women be so cheap and

After a few seconds, she had almost finished her rice and

was still eating. While munching, she glared at

at? Don’t you

spoke, she picked a lot of food with the chopsticks, and one dish already went empty, “I heard that outside of

different from us. You

natural tone sounded as if she was speaking the absolute

was too shocked to

other little girl had already started eating. The three ate fast. The dishes were finished after a short

were like battling while eating, making Florence

the end, they left a

pressed her lips and couldn’t utter

could bear it to sit on the floor and the dishes were so poor,

her tummy was

She felt so upset.

Ernest walked to Florence. Grabbing the handles on her

wondering if Ernest was taking

she was wondering, Florence was pushed to

said in a cold and irresistible tone, “We’re guests here. She didn’t need to obey

Andrew was taken aback.

a bit surprised. Ernest broke the local

woman immediately went

she stood up and yelled, “No way! That absolutely doesn’t work! How

daggers

each syllable, “I don’t want to repeat it

was full of unconcealed disgust and