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My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins novel Chapter 106

No matter which one he was referring to, he would still be a douchebag no matter what.

“Mr. Hawkins, I am not joking with you. I hope that you can end our marriage the sooner the better.”

Florence sounded extremely serious when she said this.

Ernest was very helpless. She obviously didn’t believe a word he had said.

However, he wouldn’t allow her to continue distancing herself from him anymore.

It seemed that something about their relationship had to be changed.

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In the villa of Senna International Community, Harold was rubbing his half-closed eyes as he entered the villa, “Ernest, why did you summon me here so early in the morning? It is even too early for stealing.”

“Come to the backyard.”

Ernest’s voice which wasn’t too loud or soft came from the backyard.

It was still early and the sky was still dark. Was Ernest really in the backyard to steal something?

Harold was really speechless but he didn’t dare to voice out his thoughts. He made his way to the backyard with a slow pace.

To his surprise, he found that the originally magnificent backyard had turned into a flat desolate piece of land. All types of vegetation had been wiped off the face of the ground.

He suddenly didn’t feel sleepy anymore as he marched towards Ernest, “Did your villa get attacked by terrorists? Or has there been a missile here? Are you alright? Are you hurt anywhere?”

As he said that, he reached out his hands towards Ernest to check his clothes. But his hands were swatted away mercilessly by Ernest.

“The backyard is going to undergo a transformation with flowers as the main theme. Take a look at this design blueprint. Tell me if there’s anything that needs improvement or modification.”

Harold carried the design in his arms as the corners of his mouth twitched hard. He looked at Ernest as if Ernest was some monster.

“You called me here so early in the morning just to let me take a look at this design?”

This was such a trivial matter. Was it worth it for him to make a special visit for this? Moreover, this was not the time he usually woke up.

Hearing that Harold was complaining, Ernest glanced sideways at Harold, “Do you have something to say?”

His words were simple, yet it sounded extremely dangerous.

Harold felt something catch in his throat as he gave in, “No.”

“Then, faster take a look. I need to get this place renovated properly before tomorrow night.”

Ernest dished out an order quickly, and there were workers waiting by the side there.

Harold suddenly felt an immense pressure weighing down on him. He wasn’t Ernest’s employee, right?

However, he didn’t dare to oppose Mr. Hawkins.

Harold dutifully flipped open the design and started studying them, and in no time he was able to recognize something significant.

His interest was immediately piqued, and he turned his face towards Ernest with an ambiguous look.

“Ernest, what is the theme of your design this time?”

A flash of discomfort appeared on Ernest’s face before he spouted these words, “Take a look yourself.”

“I definitely can take a look by myself, but what if I misunderstand your theme? If the direction of design is wrong…”

Harold said teasingly.

Ernest swept his cold glance at him, “Confession.”

“Really? For real?”

Harold was so excited he was jumping up and down. He stared at Ernest, “You are finally going to confess to Florence?”

They were not young anymore, and after being his brother for mother than twenty years, this was the first time he had seen Ernest seriously considering to confess to a woman. The actual scene itself must be very explosive.

Harold patted his chest with a solemn expression, “This design is still lacking something important. Leave it to me, I will conjure a very romantic design fit for the occasion. Your confession would be halfway successful with my efforts.”

If Harold was saying all this with such mischief, Ernest would have nothing to worry about, but now that Harold was looking very serious, Ernest suddenly felt a headache.

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