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.

Florence up and down. His voice turned

“Have you had dinner?”

she could have eaten after coming here. However, she

belly would bulge after eating and it would not be

displeased, “You have lost a

“Huh?”

looked at him blankly. She felt like her heart

vaguely saw distress flash

it clearly, Clarence handed her the plate not allowing her to refuse. With his slender fingers, he picked up the silver fork and rolled some spaghetti

“Will you eat it yourself or should

were so many people there? Florence didn’t know

blushed, took the fork from him in annoyance and stuffed

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

which was not

eat it obediently and his face looked

“Three meals a

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

time, she lost a lot of

“You are saying it

all the time and even if they couldn’t meet every day,

was afraid that she

eyes sank, and a deep sadness smeared

and said with his voice full

“Okay.”

that he was

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

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

been looking for you for a

over leisurely with a glass of red

in a very

Clarence’s eyes darkened dangerously.

didn’t need to look to

some rare alone time with Clarence and

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255