She quickly followed him, her foot slightly hurt, but she could already walk.
"Mr. Hawkins, do you want to have some flower tea? I have chrysanthemum, mint and lemon."
Florence walked to the tea cabinet, and felt a little ashamed as she listed him the different sorts of tea, this is what she usually drank, nothing fancy or expensive.
She didn't know if Ernest would like any of those.
“No need, just come and sit here.”
Ernest watched her pace through the room and didn't feel very happy about it, he pointed to the seat next to himself.
Florence looked over there, and saw that Ernest sat down next to the dining table.
In that moment, the door bell rang again, it was the room service.
"Good morning, your breakfast is here."
Florence was startled, she didn't remember ordering breakfast.
Ernest got up and went to open the door, then he commanded the room service all naturally.
"Put it on the table."
"Yes, Sir."
The clerk pushed a cart inside the room, and put down the breakfast on the table, then he left again.
Florence stared at the food on the table, there were uncountable plates, all of them her favorite dishes, but this wasn't the point yet, her focus laid on the two set of utensils.
Was Ernest going to have breakfast with her?
Florence heart raced again.
Ernest said to her, "I was ordering breakfast anyways, so I told them to bring two, come and eat."
So he meant that her joining him was just in passing.
But, this was her room.
Florence was a little confused, and she stood there for a few seconds before she joined him at the table.
The comforting sunshine was coming through the windows and joined them for their breakfast, and as the two of them were eating, the room was filled with warmth.
It was quiet, but beautiful.
Florence was enjoying her delicious food and would once in a while throw a look at Ernest, she watched him eating elegantly, it was a handsome view to her eyes, and she even gained more appetite.
Sudden knocking on the door broke their silence.
Then, she heard Cooper's soft voice from outside, "Florence, it's me."
When Ernest heard the same voice, his face suddenly darkened, he didn't look happy.
Florence didn't think much though, Cooper was her assistant, they had a pretty good relationship, it was normal to visit each other.
She put down her utensils to open the door.
"Good morning, did you sleep well?"
Cooper had a big smile on his face, then he showed her the take out boxed in his hands, "I thought you were still sleeping, so I went to get some breakfast for you, aren't you touched?"
Florence paused, she subconsciously turned her head to look into the room.
She already had her breakfast...
Cooper followed her gaze and only then he noticed that there was another person in the room, Ernest sat there at the dining table, spreading out an aura of danger and coldness.
Then he noticed the dishes on the table and was very surprised.
As Florence thought of the fact that Ernest was in her room, she blushed.
"Thank you, but I already ate."
"That's alright, I just bought some for you in the passing, I was going to tell you to go for the meeting anyways."
Cooper caught himself again, and smiled uncaring.
Only then Florence remembered something, she took out her phone to look at the time, fortunately there was still some for them to make it just in time.
She said, "Wait for me, I will grab my bag."
Florence turned and went into the room again, she saw that Ernest wasn't done yet.
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