Chapter 78: Visiting Parents All of a Sudden


    “Meow...” The little kitten budged Florence’s thumb with its head and stared at her with big innocent


    eyes. It seemed to be hungry and its pitiful look made one’s heart melt. Florence caressed it and gently


    put it on herp. “I’ll teach you, Mr. Hawkins.” After finishing her words, she opened the stic bag,


    took out the cat food and milk powder from inside and started to make food for the kitten. Ernest pursed


    his lips and did not utter a word, his deep eyes fell onto her at all times.


    The things for the kitten wereplete, both milk powder and the milk bottle were avable. Florence


    prepared a small bottle of milk form ording to the instruction manual and reached it to the kitten’s


    mouth. After letting out a meow, the kitten immediately started to drink it. Florence caressed its soft fur


    gently and said, “The process to make the milk is easy too.” Ernest gave a soft reply and said with a


    thoughtful look, “You look like you’re feeding a child.”


    Feeding…a child? Florence was dumbfounded by the description and her face instantly flushed. The


    little kitten that was drinking milk greedily in her arms suddenly became a hot potato. When the kitten


    had finally satisfied having its meal, Florence put it into the cat nest, turned and was ready to leave.


    “Mr. Hawkins, I’ve put the cat’s stuff like the milk powder inside the cupboard. If there’s nothing else, I’ll


    leave now.”


    “Wait up,” Ernest said and he strode to the bedroom upstairs. Florence gazed at his lofty back with


    confusion. Was he going to give her something? She looked at the time and it was half past eight. It


    was still not considered toote and it was okay to wait for a while. Ten minutester, Ernest came


    downstairs and he had already put on a brand new suit. His hair seemed to be tidied up and he looked


    elegant with some formalities. He walked towards her and said naturally, “Let’s go.”


    “Huh?” Florence was startled, and as if having thought of something, she quickly spoke, “You don’t


    have to send me, Mr. Hawkins. It’s still early and I can take the cab.” Ernest did not give her a chance


    to reject and he went straight into the car after reaching the entrance. He then said with an imperative


    tone, “Get in.” Florence could not refuse any longer and she could only enter the car.Property of N?)(velDr(a)ma.Org.


    They did not speak along the way and Florence thought he would leave upon sending her back home


    as usual. Yet he said, “Since I’vee, I should pay your parents a visit.” Florence was shocked and


    she quickly waved her hands. “Maybe not?” Since they were going to cancel the marriage, there was


    no need to be that serious. As she had just finished saying, she saw Ernest opened the trunk and had


    carried out several nicely-wrapped presents from it.


    Florence was slightly befuddled as she looked at the presents. Were they prepared beforehand?


    Seeing her in a daze, acent smile shed across Ernest’s face. He looked straight at her and


    rumbled, “Am I not weed here?”


    “No…”


    “Then let’s go.” He held her hand as he spoke and strode into the house. Florence froze and he stared


    at his hand which was holding hers in shock. “Mr. Hawkins…” She wanted to retrieve her hand in panic


    yet Ernest tightened his grasp. He sounded reasonable with his deep voice. “We’re engaged couple,


    we should behave more intimately.” Florence instantly lost her strength to struggle as if that was truly


    the case. Yet why did he want to pay her parents a visit at night? She did not understand his action at


    all.


    Florence’s family was from the middle-ie ss but slightly above and they lived in a small


    bungalow. As usual house would have, there were couch and television in their living room. Her foster


    parents, Nichs Newman and Melissa Jones were now sitting on the couch watching the 8pm soap


    opera broadcast on TV. Melissa cracked the melon seeds while teasing, “This man doesn’t even look


    better than our son-inw. Our son-inw should be the one called handsome, he’s definitely the


    protagonist when he acts in the show.” Nichs nodded in agreement and said yes.


    Florence who just stepped inside the house heard their conversation and her face instantly flushed in


    embarrassment. She looked towards Ernest awkwardly and met his uncanny look. He approached her


    closer and whispered beside her ear, “Your parents have good judgment.” Florence’s face turned


    redder. Couldn’t he be humbler? She coughed on purpose and announced loudly, “Mom, dad, Mr. Ha…


    Ernest is here.”


    “Flory, don’t be silly. Why would hee thiste?” Melissa spoke incredulously. Her eyes remained


    fixed on the TV. “It would be nice if our son-inw is the one acting the show, only then the looks of the


    protagonist won’t let the audience down.” Florence waspletely defeated by her own mother, her


    face was burning that she could not face other people anymore. She lowered her voice and said to


    Ernest, “My mom isn’t usually like that, it’s just that the actor’s too ugly, I hope you don’t mind.”


    “I won’t.” His voice was deep and attractive. He carried the presents and walked in while holding


    Florence’s hand. “Mr. Fraser, Mrs. Fraser.” As soon as he spoke, the two elders who were sitting on the


    couch froze at the same time. They then turned and looked towards them. Both of them were


    bbergasted the moment they saw Ernest. Nichs was the first to react. He quickly smiled and said,


    “Why do youe all of a sudden, Ernest? Flory didn’t tell us before though, and we didn’t manage to


    fetch you.”


    “I should pay you a visit since I’ve sent Flory back. I hope I won’t disturb you when it’s thiste now,”


    Ernest said politely and he had toned down his distanced nature. Florence looked at the man beside


    her with surprise. He actually looked a bit amiable. “Look at you, we’re family, you certainly won’t


    disturb us. Come, have a seat.” Nichs quickly weed him inside and let him have a seat.


    Melissa only then reacted. She immediately stood up from the couch and tidied up the slightly messy


    couch. “I’m sorry, Ernest. I didn’t know you want toe, so the house is a bit messy.” As she said


    that, she shot Florence a re, showing her dissatisfaction that Florence did not remind her


    beforehand. Florence pouted with an innocent look. She did not know what went wrong with Ernest


    tonight either that he suddenly wanted toe over.


    “Ernest, do you want tea or juice?” Melissa asked obligingly. “Or do you want coffee?” Ernest who used


    to hate dealing with this kind of enthusiastic behavior actually appeared to be patient and courteous


    when he was dealing with Nichs and Melissa. He nced at Florence who was beside him and said


    with tant affection, “I’ll drink whatever she used to drink.”


    Florence uncontrobly shuddered. His gentle and affectionate behavior had given her creeps. What


    on earth had happened to Ernest Hawkins tonight? Yet Melissa felt content the more she saw. Their


    family background was not counted as excellent and she was worried Florence did not match Ernest’s


    expectation at first. Now that seeing Ernest seemed to like Florence very much, she was relieved.