My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

Florence had sent Hector away and had driven Samantha away from Ernest, she was in a good mood.

She could set Samantha apart from Ernest when they were at home, but when Ernest went to the palace, the princess would get close to him again. Florence didn't seem to know what to do.

If only she could do something about it.

However, Florence had not yet figured out the once-and-for-all solution. When she went to the restaurant and saw Samantha and Hector, she immediately lost her appetite.

Why would they show up in the restaurant?

Her scalp was tingling and she wanted to turn away at once.

"Ernest, Flory, here you are!"

Samantha immediately stood up from the table with a big smile on her face.

Hector also stood up and strode toward Florence.

"Flory, Mr. Andrew treats us to lunch. I am really happy. This is the first time we had dinner together."

Andrew took a deep breath.

He didn't treat them to lunch. It was them, especially Hector, who insisted on staying for lunch.

Andrew was in a dilemma.

His eyes flickered at Florence and Ernest, and he said weakly, "It's such a rare opportunity for Her Royal Highness and Your Grace to come visit us, so I ask them to have lunch together. Mr. Hawkins, Miss Fraser, would you mind joining us?"

Andrew, though he was saying nicely, winked wildly at Ernest.

They had to cooperate with him.

Ernest didn't expect that Andrew would arrange for them to have lunch together.

He clearly sensed Florence's revulsion and discomfort.

Ernest frowned slightly.

his undisciplined gaze, and even less wanted

looking at Andrew who was in a dilemma and weighing the pros

in Raflad. Before she and Ernest could get the medicine, they had to be kind and nice

deep breath, Florence took Ernest's hand and whispered, "I'm fine.

she didn't want to put up with Hector and Samantha, Ernest would take her

dark and he was in a

him that Florence had to bear

of silence, Ernest took Florence's hand and

appetite, eat a little and I'll take you to

with them was

a

the Ernest,

nodded. "I could eat

just ignore

sitting by the table

opposite Florence. Looking at Florence sitting at the

did you eat

women were allowed to eat at the table except

a carpet with a few dished for

a polite

just a few words, she had showed how intimate

slightly surprised and was confused by

here today and the requirements he had agreed with

men and women were equal in the

equal in your country. In fact, I always think the custom is very

she enjoyed all privilege. Even when she married a man, she was the one with the

she was married to Ernest, Ernest would naturally treat her equally, and there would be no conflict between

were a

Florence feel wary and

be embarrassed to

her teeth, took the knife, and said,

wanted to finish the meal quickly