My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins novel Chapter 414

Florence went back to her room and called over Tammy.

Without giving up, she asked, “Tammy, my brother isn’t home in recent two days. Do you know what he’s busy with?”

Tammy shook her head. “What Young Master is busy with should be the business outside the family. I’m just a maid in this villa. I don’t know anything.”

It was the answer that Florence had expected.

Feeling helpless, she could only nod and let Tammy leave her room.

However, she became more and more and uneasy.

Ernest suddenly had become so busy, and the time just matched with the time when Stanford couldn’t come home. Besides, Victoria seemed to be hiding something from her. Comparing the three matters together, Florence believed that they had something to do with each other.

However, none of them wanted to tell her.

The more she thought, the more uneasy and annoyed Florence became.

For a whole day today, Ernest had limited time to interact with her.

Florence was so depressed. When the evening came, she didn’t hope that Ernest would come to see her again.

Unhappily, she took a shower, put on her pajamas, and lay down on the bed.

Feeling bored, she browsed through the websites while checking the time, waiting for Ernest’s “goodnight” message.

However, at eleven o’clock, she didn’t receive the message as usual.

Looking at the message box, Florence turned pale gradually, feeling flustered.

She comforted herself that it was probably because he was way too busy, so he couldn’t send it on time.

Hence, she kept waiting. However, it was ten past eleven, but no new message came in.

It seemed that he wouldn’t send her a goodnight tonight.

Florence’s heart kept sinking as if it was pulled down by an invisible hand. She felt drowned.

All her worry in the past two days rushed to her. She couldn’t help recalling about the mattes that he was hiding from her, his ignoring and cold, and his perfunctory to hang up the phone when she called.

Florence kept thinking about Tammy’s words.

“Most men abandon the old for the new. They are fond of the novelty. Mr. Hawkins has been after you all the time probably it’s just because of his persistence. For a superior man like him, he wouldn’t be reluctant if he hasn’t gained your heart yet.

“However, after he has achieved his goal, his persistence would naturally be gone.”

Florence hadn’t believed her. However, when she thought about them now, she felt extremely upset.

She even wondered pessimistically if Tammy had hit the nail - Ernest had less interest in her...

“Click.”

She suddenly heard a light sound. The closed window was pulled open from the outside.

Florence was suddenly shocked. She looked over in surprise, only to find Ernest’s tall and strong figure appear in the dark.

He was wearing a black windbreaker, rustling in the wind, his body covered with frost.

Florence gaped at him. Her heart that was almost drowned was totally relaxed. It slowly floated up.

Ernest gazed at Florence deeply.

Then he supported the window with one hand, flipped over, and jumped in. He did it in a one-go handsomely and neatly.

He strode over to her.

His familiar scent overwhelmed her with the cold wind. Florence’s upset turned into grievance in an instant.

With reddish eyes, she glared at him and said in an aggrieved tone, “Why are you here? Have you finished your work?”

Looking at her coquettish expression, Ernest felt his heart softened.

He took off the windbreaker, sat on the edge of the bed, reached out, and pulled her into his arms, hugging her tightly.

“We haven’t seen each other for a few days. You miss me, don’t you?”

His low voice was full of affection and amusement.

However, Florence felt as if he was teasing her casually.

She had been so wronged for a few days, but she couldn’t understand why he behaved as if nothing had happened. He was even in a mood to tease her. She wondered if he had got his kicks when seeing her so upset.

Florence pushed him away in anger. She turned around and didn’t want to look at him.

“I never missed you. I’m so glad you didn’t come to me.”

“But I missed you, so I came here to see you.”

Ernest stared at Florence, his deep voice full of affection.