My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

Chapter 437: It Is All Past

Stanford was about to refuse, but at this moment, Phoebe suddenly grabbed his sleeve and shook it. Her faltering expressions were just like a coy pet kitten.

“Stanford, I want to eat strawberry cake. Where can I get that? Will you take me there?”

The guest wanted to eat it. Could he, the host, say no?

His refusal got stuck in his throat.

Why was Phoebe so familiar with him since she came?

He frowned, looking in the direction of Florence who was leaving, and nodded after some hesitation.

“Over there. Let me take you.”

Saying that, Stanford strode forward leading the way.

Anyway, it was only going to take a few minutes to find the cake. However, what Stanford didn’t expect was that after finding the strawberry cake he would also have to look for salad, egg tarts, juice…

It was the first time that he had seen a girl who ate so well.

Florence was led by Clarence to the place where snacks were arranged.

Everyone came to the banquet wearing masks and they mostly only drank champagne and red wine and didn’t eat much.

No one was coming here.

Florence looked at Clarence suspiciously, “Why did you bring me here? Are you hungry?”

Clarence pursed his thin lips and did not speak. He swept his eyes around the dining table, picked up a plate and put some spaghetti on it.

Then he handed the plate to Florence, “Eat it.”

His imperative tone didn’t leave any room for her to refuse.

Florence looked astonished. What was he asking her to eat spaghetti at the banquet for? Not to mention the question of if she even liked it but eating pasta at the banquet like this was a bit unsightly and ungraceful.

She was a lady of a famous family anyway and she wanted to keep her image of a lady in front of him.

“I am not hungry right now.”

Florence shook her head.

his eyes and he looked Florence up and

“Have you had dinner?”

her head again. This was originally a dinner party, and she could have eaten after

wearing this body-hugging evening dress, her belly would bulge after

face became even more displeased, “You have lost

“Huh?”

at him blankly. She felt like her heart had been

saw distress

her the plate not allowing her to refuse. With his slender fingers,

tone, “Will you eat it yourself or should I feed

Florence didn’t know what to do. She was

took the fork from him in annoyance and stuffed the spaghetti into

here was a bit awkward, but her heart seemed to fill with

was not

watched Florence eat it obediently and his face looked

meals a day must be eaten on

ill. She was in a bad mood every day and had no appetite. She had

time, she lost a lot of

at him, with spaghetti in her mouth and couldn’t stop herself from saying, “You are saying it so strongly, would you want to

that he could stay with her all the time and even if they couldn’t meet every day, they could

was afraid that she would not be

and a deep sadness

said with

“Okay.”

agreed? Did it mean that he was not going to disappear suddenly in

surprise, her gaze burning, “Really? You can’t lie to me.

soft light diffused in Clarence’s eyes. He pursed his lips and smiled, about to speak. At this moment, a discordant voice

for a long

over leisurely with a glass of red

beside Florence in a very straight possessive

Clarence’s eyes darkened dangerously.

to know that it was

alone time with Clarence and was

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