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My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins novel Chapter 265

Tina tried hard to suppress her enviousness and waved her hand at a waiter, “Waiter, please, we want to order food.”

The waiter quickly came over and handed out three menus to them respectively.

Ernest didn’t take a glance at the menu. He simply sat on the sofa elegantly and looked towards Florence from time to time.

Although Tina was furious, she was an elite of the industry after all. She sensibly suppressed her negative emotions and maintained the politeness that a host should have.

Noticing that Ernest didn’t even open the menu, she asked, “Mr. Hawkins, why don’t you order food? Are you unsatisfied with this restaurant?”

“Florence will order food for me.” Ernest replied in an extremely natural manner.

Florence, who was reading the menu, was stunned. Why did he ask her to order food for him?

Tina was also confused and uncomfortable. She took a glance at Florence, “Looks like Miss Fraser is quite familiar with Mr. Hawkins’ preference?”

It was true that she was quite familiar with it.

Florence felt a bit unease and nodded her head stiffly.

Tina felt gloomier. “It’s out of my expectation. It’s not long after your engagement, and I thought you’re not clear of each other’s preference.

Ernest was superior and was busy in usual times. Therefore, even if Florence was his fiancée, they would not date each other frequently.

She thought they would not be as intimate as those loving couples and would not be so familiar with each other.

Tina was sighing emotionally, but her words had some connotations and she was actually questioning it, roughly meaning that Florence would probably order something Ernest didn’t like.

Florence felt a bit uncomfortable and pressed her lips together. But she didn’t want to retort her or to argue with her.

Right at this moment, Ernest’s low and indifferent voice sounded.

“We live together and it has been Florence who selects dishes for me.”

Tina was immediately stunned and looked at the persons sitting opposite to her in astonishment.

They were living together?

Their relationship was enhanced so quickly! And they were so intimate!

And it was Ernest who told her about such a private thing. Apparently, he was very satisfied with Florence, or more precisely, he didn’t want to hide his relationship with Florence from the public.

Ernest’s proactivity made Tina realize about Ernest’s attitude towards Florence.

He would not be seduced or snatched by the other woman.

How ridiculous that she racked her mind today and tried to snatch Ernest from Florence.

All her hope was crushed. Tina thought Florence an eyesore and she became more envious of her.

But she had a good control of her facial expressions. Therefore, although she was staring at Florence, Florence simply regarded it as a gaze of astonishment that was caused by the ambiguous topic.

Hence, Florence felt a bit embarrassed.

Why did Ernest tell such a thing to other people?

Florence felt very embarrassed. A trace of light flashed across her eyes and she hurriedly shifted the topic.

“Ms. Alston, I come here to explain the thing happened in the morning to you.”

Tina simply fixed her eyes on Florence. She didn’t give her any reply, nor did she say that she didn’t want her explanation.

Florence knew deep down that Tina didn’t have a good first impression of her and she didn’t think too much of it. She continued to explain with sincerity, “I actually saw Ms. White knocked over the thing. But I didn’t expose it, because we were in the fashion show and if I exposed it, it would attract other’s attentions. The guests were here for the fashion show, not for the commotion. Originally, I wanted to solve the problem in private and asked the one who knocked over the thing to deal with it. But I hadn’t expected that Ms. White would frame me up.”

She didn’t want to stir up any trouble, but the trouble came to her.

She was really wronged.

Tina stared at Florence coldly, showing no sympathy towards her.

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