My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins novel Chapter 685

As she stood in the hall, Ernest came out of the kitchen. He carried a dish and wore an apron.

With a gentle smile on his face, he said,

“The food is ready, come and eat.”

Florence looked at him in a daze. She was a little confused about when did Ernest know how to cook.

When he wore the apron, it was not incongruous at all. He was still so charmingly handsome.

Ernest put down his plate, turned around and walked in front of Florence.

He hooked her chin with his index finger and his gaze was aggressive.

“Are you seducing me to eat you first by looking at me like that?”

His eyes were flickered with the fire that she was familiar with.

Florence was flushed. She stepped back shyly, “I’ll eat first.”

After saying that, she hurriedly ran to the dining table and sat down.

There were about ten dishes that she liked on the dining table.

At once, Florence felt that it was mouthwatering and she was very hungry.

She felt that she did not enjoy such a sumptuous meal for long. She was looking forward to eating them.

She immediately picked up her chopsticks and was about to start eating.

But just as the chopsticks were picked up, a broad palm pressed on her small hand.

“Don’t eat in a hurry, feed the baby first.”

Ernest sat beside her. More amazingly, he was holding a little boy of about one year old in his arms.

The face was exquisite as if it was carved. It was more beautiful than a doll.

Florence was stunned, whose child was this?

“Mummy, mummy hugs ...”

The child stretched out his short little hand and directed them towards Florence.

She had a child?

When did this happen?

Before she could think clearly, the child jumped and hugged her. She also hugged him by reflex action.

In her arms, his little body was incredibly soft and comfortable to hug.

Florence instantly took on the role. She loved him so much that her heart was instantly filled with motherly love.

“Mummy, I want to eat meat, meat...”

The child nestled softly in Florence’s arms and his tiny fingers were pointing at the stack of fried meats on the table.

That was also her favourite food.

Florence looked at the colourful and fragrant fried meat and swallowed her saliva.

She hesitantly said, “You are still young, you can’t eat spicy food, how about eating other meats?”

“I don’t want, I want to eat that.”

The child shook his head firmly, opened his big eyes and stared at Florence.

That pitiful look made people overlook his capriciousness and look at him softheartedly.

Florence lost her principles and picked up the meat to feed him.

Then, there came Ernest’s displeased voice.

“Florence, what are you doing? He’s only one year old, he’s not allowed to eat chillies!”

Florence froze and turned her head to look at Ernest’s angry face. His face was full of censure.

She panicked and tried to explain, “I...”

“You have no sense of responsibility at all, I’m disappointed in you!”

Ernest’s cold voice interrupted Florence’s words.

His expression was cold and ruthless. It was very different from before. He even reached out his hands directly to forcibly snatch the child from Florence’s arms.

He stood up and looked at her coldly, “I’ll take the child away now. I don’t want you anymore.”

After saying that, he brought the child and walked outside without any hesitation.