My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins novel Chapter 743

The smile on Ernest's face got brighter.

He leaned to Florence and laughed merrily, "Of course not. You want can to what you want to me. I'll listen to you."

Ernest had already taken Florence as his wife.

Florence froze where she was, and she felt so shy now.

She felt that Ernest would listen to her in everything when they get married, but he felt proud of it.

No, she didn't have to marry him.

Florence, ashamed and annoyed, pushed him back and said, "Hurry to eat. The food is getting cold."

Ernest smiled faintly. "Yes, Madam."

Ernest's playful tone made Florence feel so warm.

She looked at her graceful manner when he ate, and couldn't help imagining the future life when they got married.

Wouldn't it be nice if they got married and lived a peaceful life?

How beautiful would she be if one day she put on a white wedding dress and stood side by side with him in the church?

Florence wanted the time to pass quickly so that she could marry him.

After the meal, Ernest did not rest.

After telling Florence not to leave the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, he went on with his work.

Florence wanted him to rest for a while, but looking at the people around her, she knew that she and Ernest were being watched all the time.

Even acting, Ernest couldn't stop working.

Florence wished Samantha would disappear from the world so she wouldn't cause Ernest so much trouble.

It was late at night.

It was10:30 p.m. now, and it was time to fall asleep.

The workers, who had nothing to do, yawned and went to sleep in twos and threes.

But Florence couldn't sleep.

The break room wasn't soundproof, and as she lay on the bed with the door closed, she could hear the sound of Ernst's tapping.

Ernest was already tired, but he had to work.

How could she sleep when her beloved man was still working?

Florence was upset. She felt so helpless about her situation.

But she didn't know how to solve the dilemma. She had no choice but to seek safety by staying with Ernest.

Florence was so upset that she tossed and turned in bed and couldn't sleep. At last, she sat up, put on her coat and went out of the room.

As she stood in the doorway, she saw Ernest's handsome face reflected in the only desk lamp in the office.

As before, he kept the same posture, and tapped fast at the keyboard.

He was very focused and serious on his work.

With a sigh, Florence turned toward the bathroom lightly.

The bathroom was just outside the office, across a small corridor, not far away.

It was quiet and there was no one in sight.

Fortunately, the lights were on, so Florence didn't feel it spooky.

Florence walked to the bathroom with a heavy mind. Just as she went in, a dark figure suddenly hit her. Florence was frightened and backed away for several steps.

She raised her eyes and saw a man in a suit, standing in front of the sink, looking straight at her.