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My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins novel Chapter 37

Florence was not full so when she saw a table of delicious dishes, she was instantly tempted.

But she still asked in a very reserved manner, “Mr. Hawkins, is there anything I can do for you?”

Now only then Ernest noticed that she had come. He took a glance at her graciously with a little coldness.

He spoke in a cold tone, “Taste the dishes.”

“What?”

Florence was bewildered and did not understand what he meant.

The waiter standing at the side immediately said with a smile, “These dishes are newly created by the chef and Mr. Hawkins perhaps won’t like to eat all of them. So, Ms. Fraser, please give each dish a try first and then you recommend the good ones to Mr. Hawkins.”

Florence froze. She was exceptionally flabbergasted.

This was the first time she heard of such a way of testing whether the dishes were delicious. Moreover, why did she feel that it was like in the ancient era in which the eunuch tasted the dishes to see if there was poison before the king ate them?

Florence felt a bit strange and wanted to refuse, “Mr. Hawkins, we have different tastes. The one I find delicious may not be delicious for you, so…”

“The dishes you brought up that day were fine.”

Ernest interrupted her in a faint tone.

Florence was stunned for a moment, the lunch box from the canteen that day? She said all of the dishes were her favourite…

So, his taste was similar to hers?

“Mr. Hawkins, why don’t you eat it yourself? Give every dish a try and if you like it, that’s good but if you don’t, it isn’t a big problem too.”

Florence looked at Ernest in confusion. What was not said was, why did he let her taste the dishes? Timothy had been his subordinate for a long time so he should know what his taste was.

However, Timothy was just standing outside the door. But she, a person who had nothing to do with Ernest…

Ernest gazed at her and uttered some words that she could not refuse in a low tone.

“This is the part of a fiancée’s responsibility.”

Florence was speechless. Fiancée’s responsibility again!

Florence swallowed her saliva and was speechless. Now, she wished that she could strangle herself during the banquet that night. Why did her mouth blurt out shit in which she said the fiancée’s responsibility?

Helplessly, Florence could only obediently pick the chopsticks and started to taste the dishes.

Although she was quite reluctant, the deliciousness of these dishes was beyond her imagination. The dishes were very much to her taste and they were so delicious that she still wanted to continue tasting after tasting a little.

Timothy, who was standing not far away, was watching Florence taste the dishes. He could not help but admire his own master very much.

This was because Ernest was so smart that he managed to find a good excuse like tasting dishes to let Florence eat with him together.

After the dishes are tasted, Florence should have been full.

What Timothy thought was true. After Florence tasted all the dishes once, she was already full and satisfied.

Besides, these dishes were really delicious. Their tastes were still lingering in her mouth, making her felt like she had had an extremely scrumptious and delicious meal.

Now, her discontent was gone.

Seeing her beaming happily, a trace of light flashed in Ernest’s eyes and then he said expressionlessly.

“Continue tomorrow.”

Florence looked at the table of dishes that comprised of more than a dozen of styles and asked in puzzle.

“The dishes for you are different every day?”

Was he having a team of chefs in which each of them had hundreds of recipes so they could make the dishes without repeating?

Ernest kept his cool, “Yes.”

Florence complained in her mind. He was indeed the richest person in City N as he could be so lavish even when having a meal.

The names of participants of the Ovi Fashion Design Contest were announced.

As soon as the announcement was made, it immediately caused quite a stir. After all, this meant a direct entry into the semi-finals.

After entering, as long as one put in a little effort, one would be able to be remembered by others on the world stage. From then, one’s future would be immensely bright.

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