Chapter 107: Marry Me, Florence
Although Florence already had some mental preparations before, she still felt greatly ufortable as
if something had stuck in her chest. Her tone of voice was neither enthusiastic nor indifferent. “Say it,
I’ll help if I can.” Gemma put down her coffee. She suddenly extended her hands and gripped
Florence’s hand. Her eyes were brimmed with pleading and sincerity.
“I hope you could marry Ernest and be my surrogate.” Florence froze and she looked at Gemma in
disbelief. She wanted her to marry Ernest and be her surrogate? She ruined her marriage and she
even wanted her to give birth to a child that did not belong to her? Who do they think she is? Florence
tossed her hands away with a gloomy look. “Sorry, I can’t help you.”
“Flory, I’m sorry, I know it’s very abrupt to say this, but Ernest and I are out of ways. You’re his fiancée
and the best candidate of marrying him, plus, I only trust you.” Gemma stared at her with a pitiful look
and every word she said sounded sincere and tragic. Yet her words sounded sarcastic and
embarrassing in Florence’s ears.
“Go find someone else.” Without saying anything further, she stood up, took her purse and headed out.
She even tossed down the cash to pay the bill when she reached the exit. “Flory, I beg you, please help
us,” Gemma said with a sorrowful tone, trying to make her stay, yet she was watching Florence left
expressionlessly and there was even a smile of victory on her face. Besides her, no one was eligible to
marry Ernest.
Florence was burning with rage yet there was inexplicable disappointment. It turned out in Ernest’s
heart, she was a good-like existence for sale. Yet she was a human, a living human with flesh and
emotions. Her phone rang when she was in the middle of rage. The call was from Ernest. Florence took
a glimpse and did not pick it up. Her phone then continued to ring and she had never realized the
ringing of her phone was that annoying.
She hung it up straight away. Her phone no longer rang. As Florence thought Ernest finally gave up
contacting her, a message was sent to her phone. “Come and feed the cat.” Florence felt amused and
sad at the same time when she looked at the message. Did he really treat her as the cat’s guardian
now? Since Gemma had returned, let her feed it. Florence did not reply the message and she tossed
her phone to the side.
Half an hourter, an unweed guest came to Florence’s house. Melissa hurriedly rushed into
Florence’s room and dragged her up from the bed. “Flory, get up, Ernest has sent Mr. Reid toe
pick you up. Hurry up and pack your things and go down.”
“Timothy’se?” Florence’s face twisted. She felt speechless. Seriously? It was just feeding a cat.
She was very reluctant to go, yet when she faced Melissa, she did not dare to express that she and
Ernest did not get along well before the marriage was cancelled. In the end, she could only go to
Ernest’s house.
The moment she stepped into the house, the little kitten habitually pounced into her arms and cuddled
towards her with affection. “Good boy, I’ll make you some food now.” Florence rubbed its head with
love and headed into the house while carrying it.
She felt something was wrong when she just took two steps. She thought she had gotten into the
wrong ce when she saw the brand new cozy furnishings before her. With a soft click, the lights in the
vi were all put off the next moment. Countless candles were lighted up everywhere in the main hall at
the same time and there was a graceful romantic atmosphere under the yellow lights.
It was then she noticed the floor under her feet was covered with rose petals. She could smell the
strong fragrance of the petals and the surrounding looked romantic and elegant. Florence’s heart leapt.
Had she really gotten into the wrong ce?
The cking of the man’s leather shoes were heard approaching her one step at a time. Under the
romantic candlelight, Ernest was wearing a formal suit. His handsome features looked more chiseled
and he looked noble and courteous like a prince that walked out of a painting.
He gazed at Florence with such great concentration as if she was the only one that existed in his eyes.
His deep eyes looked like a ck hole that seemed to suck in one’s soul. Florence looked at him in a
daze and her heart uncontrobly raced. It was undeniable that Ernest looked so handsome at the
moment that she could not move her eyes away from him.
The little kitten meowed and was sensitive enough to jump off her arms. Florence was startled and it
was then she reacted. She pursed her lips and said, “I’m sorry, Mr. Hawkins, looks like I’vee here
at a bad timing, I’ll leave now.” After finished, she turned and was ready to leave. From her
understanding, Ernest would only prepare such romantic asion for Gemma as she had juste
back today after all.
An aggrieved and reluctant look shed across Ernest’s face and he held her back. He spoke with a
deep and sexy voice, “Come with me.” His big hand was strong and powerful, and he dragged her to
the back without giving her a chance to resist.
Florence was forced to follow him and she had a mixed feeling when she watched his lofty back while
stepping on the flowers scattered all over the ground. She did not want to experience the romance
between him and Gemma, and she did not even want to see that.
Ernest brought her to the backyard and suddenly turned around. His lofty figure blocked in front of her
and also her line of sight. He stared straight at her with profound eyes. “Florence, I’ve nted the
flowers you like at my backyard.”
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Florence was startled. What did he mean? She then saw Ernest slowly moved and walked to her side.
She was able to see the whole backyard clearly. The backyard waspletely transformed into a sea
of flowers. A plethora of flowers was blooming to showcase their most unique beauty. Every type of
flower was chosen by her in the ML Flower Market and she had once said she liked those flowers.
Everything there was prepared for her. She then looked at the whole parterre, there were two words
showcased under the gentle light : Marry me. Ernest took her hand and suddenly went down with one
knee. He was holding an extremely exquisite red diamond ring between his fingers.
“Marry me, Florence.” Words came out from his attractive lips and every word seemed to contain
strong feelings of attachment, as if he did love her. Florence almost fainted amidst the flower fragrance
and fell for the deep love he expressed. There were a handsome man, romantic wedding proposal and
a touching love story…
Florence smiled, yet her tone of voice was cold like never before. “I won’t marry you, Mr. Hawkins.”
Marry on behalf of someone? Surrogate mother? She, Florence Fraser was still not that abject.
Ernest froze. He who used to control everything was actually greatly startled at the moment. She had
rejected him without even having a second thought. He felt chills all over his body and he spoke with
great difficulty, “You refuse to be with me even if I’ve offered you marriage?” He thought she would give
them a chance if they overcame the fake engagement, that she would no longer push him away and
would try to ept him.
Looking at the despondence in his eyes, Florence could not tell what she was feeling. It turned out
Ernest Hawkins was not a proud and cruel person. He would also feel despondent and disappointed for
Gemma Marlon.
“I’m sorry, I can’t do it,” Florence spoke with a low voice. No matter how, she was unable to sacrifice
her marriage to fulfill other’s wish. Without looking at Ernest anymore, she turned and left. There was
strong determination in her petite body. Ernest watched her back in a daze. It was the first time he felt
that something had pierced his heart.