My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins novel Chapter 238

In the past few days, she seemed not to meet him face-to-face once.

Even if she saw him on the way, she would hide away from him. Also, Ernest didn’t have the intention to greet her either, and he just brushed past her.

Today in the restaurant, it was the first time that they met face-to-face.

Looking at the man who was walking to her step by step, Florence felt that her heart was tightened violently. She didn’t know what to do and how to face him.

Then, by instinct, she stood up before she could realize what she was doing.

Reynold frowned. “Florence, what’s up?”

He wondered if Florence couldn’t continue suppressing any longer when finally seen Ernest after those days.

Reynold tightened his hand to hold the chopsticks, his heart keeping sinking.

Florence looked away and said in a stiff voice, “I’m done eating. I’ve got to go now.”

After finishing speaking, without the guts to look into Ernest’s eyes, she turned around and walked the other way.

No matter if Ernest came to find her, she almost couldn’t breathe because of the nervousness. She didn’t dare to face any possibility and even his approach.

She decided to dodge it before anything happened.

Ernest paused a bit.

Looking at Florence deeply, he watched her walked farther and farther away from him.

In the past few days, whenever she saw him, she would dodge from him ahead of time. She even didn’t want to get closer to him.

And she had reached an extreme today -- just because he came to the restaurant, she left without finishing lunch.

Ernest couldn’t help but wonder if she thought him a monster so she tried every possible meant to dodge from him.

Feeling so depressed, Ernest strode over and blocked Florence’s way at the restaurant entrance.

Looking at the tall and strong figure in front, Florence had to pause her paces, her heart hammering.

Looking at him, she asked in a stiff voice, “Hi, Mr. Hawkins. What can I do for you?”

Her attitude distanced her so far away from him as if they were total strangers.

Ernest looked more annoyed. He stared at her gloomily and breathed heavily.

Frowning for a long while, he said in a low voice, “Help me choose the dishes.”

He was giving a command when speaking those words.

Florence’s heart couldn’t help but tremble. She recalled that when they were in City N, Ernest often asked her to do so.

At that time, she couldn’t refuse, so she had helped him choose the dishes by tasting all of them like his personal chef.

But she wondered why he would ask her to do so at this moment.

Florence had made up her mind, so she was quite determined.

She refused in a harsh tone, “I’m sorry. I have to work, and I don’t have time to do so.”

Ernest stiffed slightly.

This was the first time that she refused this request from him.

Florence felt so flustered. She dared not to look into Ernest's eyes, and instead, she looked forward.

“If there’s nothing else, please excuse me.”

After finishing her words, Florence bypassed Ernest and walked away, quite decisively.

Ernest frowned, subconsciously wanting to grab her. However, his fingers moved a bit but he didn’t reach out his hands.

The relationship between him and her at this moment was...

Way too terrible.

Reynold followed Florence quickly. He had seen clearly the interaction between Florence and Ernest.

Anyone with emotional intelligence could tell the disharmony of the relationship between the two.

That was what Reynold wished to see. In this case, he could have his chance.