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My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins novel Chapter 219

Flustered, she pushed Ernest away. With a blushed face, she walked aside in a hurry, keeping a safer distance from him.

“You... Please have dinner. The dishes are getting cold.”

“Let’s eat together, shall we?”

“No, thank you. I’m not hungry yet.”

Florence looked away and refused, her heart still hammering.

Ernest didn’t insist. He sat down at the table gracefully.

He didn’t have the habit to have the midnight snack, but since they were prepared by Florence for him, he would certainly eat them.

While eating, he said, “Come back to City N with me tomorrow, OK?”

Florence refused without any hesitation, “No, I won’t go back.”

Ernest frowned slightly. “What are you doing here? You were not in the original plan of the design team. You don’t have any tasks to complete, either.”

“I have a study task to complete. Although I’ve been here only for three days, I’ve learned a lot of new things. Also, I got familiar with the local fashion in Riverside City, which couldn’t be learned in City N.

“So I do want to stay and continue learning it. Mr. Hawkins, you can go back first.”

Florence was quite determined.

Ernest’s hand that was holding the chopsticks paused, and he looked kind of unhappy.

He wasn’t unhappy that Florence insisted on staying. Instead, he was unhappy that she asked him to leave alone first.

He had chased after her all the way from City N to Riverside City. How come she didn’t feel happy about it? How could she want him to leave so eagerly?

“Pak.” Ernest put down the chopsticks.

He stood up, turned around, and strode to Florence.

He looked annoyed and a huge shadow attacked her along with his tall and strong body, making her so frightened.

Florence’s heart shrank immediately. She hopped up from the sofa in an instant, taking steps back on alert.

“Mr. Hawkins, we can talk peacefully.”

Ernest pressed his lips without speaking, striding towards her step by step.

The atmosphere in the room became lower.

Flustered, Florence kept taking steps back. Gradually, she felt her back was against the wall. There was no way for her to back.

At the same time, the man’s tall and strong body stood in front of her.

He approached her, stressing each syllable, “Don’t you want to leave?”

Florence’s heart was hammering so fast that it almost jumped out from her throat. She almost gave up and wanted to tell him that she was willing to leave.

However, if she went back so soon, she would probably be urged to decide their wedding day again.

That was something that made her more panicked.

She clenched her fingers tightly, trying hard to encourage herself. Nodding, she answered, “I want to stay.”

Ernest looked more annoyed seemingly.

The air around her seemed to be compressed. Florence felt so stressed that she could hardly breathe.

Then he reached out to her.

Florence’s body instantly became stiffened. She wondered if he would hit her or force her to have sex with him.

She was too fragile and weak compared to him. She couldn’t win against him at all. Would it be useful if she cried for help?

Florence was wondering wildly. Then she saw Ernest’s arm bypassed her and opened the door of the cloakroom behind her.

Then Ernest walked inside gracefully.

Since the man left, the shadow in front of her vanished. The bright light shone back on Florence.

As if she was rescued, Florence breathed a sigh of relief. Then she blushed again.

Ernest didn’t want to do anything to her just now, and he just wanted to enter the cloakroom. It turned out she was scaring herself to death.

She felt embarrassed.

Florence felt so awkward and she wanted to escape from this room. Hence, she walked over to the bathroom, planning to take a shower.

Right then, she heard the man’s deep and pleasant voice from the cloakroom.

“I’ll stay here to work in the following days.”

What?

Florence stiffed in shock, gaping at the man who was changing clothes in the cloakroom.

He just took off his suit jacket. The half unbuttoned shirt was loosened, exposing the heaving chest inside and the faintly seen tit...

She suddenly wanted to look into his shirt, feeling her body burning.

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