My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins novel Chapter 228

Ernest took a glance at the food on his trolley, which showed the portion for a single person. However, on the menu, the name of the guest was Mr. Myron.

Looking at that name, Ernest looked annoyed.

Obviously, Florence didn’t take along with her ID card, so Reynold checked in using his ID.

Ernest asked in a deep voice, “There was only one portion of the food. Is there only one person in the room?”

Although it was the guest’s privacy, the hotel staff didn’t dare to hide anything from Ernest.

He immediately answered, “The kitchen prepared the food according to the guest’s ID that used to check in the hotel. I’m not sure how many people are there in the room.”

Probably there was only one guest or two guests.

And the possibility of the latter was higher.

Ernest looked at the closed door with his darkened eyes. Then he said, “Deliver the food and tell the guests inside that it was on the hotel. Ask them if one portion is enough.”

The hotel staff was so confused. He wondered why Ernest wanted him to do so.

Standing aside, Timothy understood immediately why Mr. Hawkins would have done so.

If the food was delivered by the hotel staff, Florence wouldn’t know that Mr. Hawkins had found here here. If anything was going on in the room, they wouldn’t see it in person.

On the other hand, when the hotel staff asked if one portion was enough, it was also the same as to make Florence answer how many people were there in the room. If she said one portion was enough, that meant Reynold should have left the room right now.

Timothy admired Mr. Hawkins for his smartness. At this moment, he still could figure out such a perfect tentative way.

Immediately, Timothy urged the hotel staff, “Just follow Mr. Hawkins’ orders. Hurry up and go in.”

“Oh, Okay,” the hotel staff agreed while nodding. Then he pushed the trolley to the door.

At the same time, Ernest walked to the wall at the same side of the door, standing elegantly. He looked quite indifferently, but if others studied him closer, they could see that his body was slightly tightened.

His gaze was glued in the direction of the door, and he could see some space after the door was opened.

Timothy looked at Mr. Hawkins’ actions with full admiration.

Mr. Hawkins was just testing Florence, but he had already found a good angle where he could hide perfectly while observing the situation in the room.

He was quite attentive.

“Knock... Knock... Knock...”

The hotel staff knocked on the door gently.

Soon, Florence’s voice was heard. “A moment please.”

Soon, with a click, the door was opened.

Ernest’s body was tightened. Through the angle where he was standing, he could faintly see Florence’s figure.

When the door was opened, his eye pupils shrank suddenly.

Although he couldn’t see her so clearly, he still found that Florence was in the nightgown provided by the hotel. The pajamas inside the gown were not the clothes when she trotted out of the hotel.

She didn’t take along anything with her, but she didn’t only take a shower in the room but also changed into new pajamas.

He wondered who had bought the pajamas for her.

Was Reynold also inside the room?

His fury couldn’t help but surge in his heart. Ernest felt the anger that he had never experienced before.

He almost rushed over to see and ask her clearly about the situation.

When he was about to make the move, Florence’s question flashed back in his mind. “Ernest Hawkins, what do you take me for?”

Her fearful and pale look was still like a sting stabbed in his heart.

If he rushed out of the corner now, she would think what he took her for again. But he didn’t know how to answer her at all.

He treasured her so much, aiming to spoil and love her, but he had lost control tonight and hurt her.

Clenching his fists, Ernest tried his best to suppress his impulse and didn’t do anything.

Timothy felt so nervous when watching him aside. He felt more curious, wondering what on earth had happened between Ernest and Florence tonight. They seemed to have such an intense relationship.