My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins novel Chapter 905

For the next three days, Ernest had to remain soaked in the hot spring. For the most optimal effect to take place, he must not leave the pond for too long.

As so, he was in the pond for most of the time. Florence even brought his meals to him and let him eat right there.

While it was possible to have someone else send in the meals, but the treasure vault wasn’t open to others yet, so it wasn’t appropriate to let servants enter. Secondly, Ernest didn’t want Florence to stay with him 24/7 in this enclosed and stuffy space, so it was a good reason for her to get some fresh air.

Ernest asked Florence to fetch his food as a way for her to stay active.

At noon of the third day, Florence went to pick up his lunch as usual, but on her way back, she noted something was different in the environment.

In the garden, all along the pavements, there were noticeably more workers, tending to the lawns and greenery.

Various locations were planted with flowers in bloom; the entire place immediately looked much livelier and more vibrant.

Florence wondered, was this to celebrate the opening of the vault, or Ernest’s recovery?

What confused her the most was, as she neared the entrance of the Turner family’s mansion, a huge crowd of servants headed in, carrying wedding accessories.

Many areas even had wedding decor.

There was many new furniture that brimmed with a wedding connotation.

Just who was getting married?

“Oh, Flory, you’re finally here. Come, come, we prepped your meal already.”

Phoebe stood at the entrance of the restaurant and cheerfully beckoned Florence.

Florence stopped glancing around and headed to Phoebe, “Thanks, and sorry for the hassle.”

“Come on now, don’t be a stranger. We’re best buds.”

Phoebe held Florence’s hand and led her into the restaurant. Then she glanced up and down Florence in a mischievous manner.

The sly smile on her face sent a shiver down Florence’s back.

What was going on?

Florence cautiously looked around the restaurant. Her lunchbox was placed neatly on the table, and the entire place was clean. Other than the fact that were no customers, nothing odd stood out.

Florence paused for a while before she finally asked, “Why are you looking at me like that?”

Phoebe still held onto Florence, then chuckled as she said,

“Oh, it’s nothing, Flory, I just wanted to interview you. How does it feel to soon become a bride?”

“Bride?”

Florence had a stumped expression on her face, “What do you mean? What’s this about becoming a bride?”

Florence was in the vault all day, and there was no cellphone signal. When she came out, she headed to the restaurant directly and didn’t contact Stanford at all.

So as the bride-to-be, she was completely clueless to the entire ordeal.

Phoebe helped to clear things up for her, “Your parents and Mr. Turner already agreed to let you and Ernest get married. Look, all those decorations outside are for your wedding celebration.”

Florence was at a complete loss for words. So all the decor she saw along the way was for her wedding?

And she was the one getting married?

This…

Everything came so sudden; she felt her head spinning and buzzing, and couldn’t think of a thing to say for a while.

“What, are you overjoyed beyond words, or don’t want to get married?”

Phoebe teased her, “I heard from Mr. Fraser that, if you don’t want to get married so soon, they can postpone it indefinitely.”