Chapter 238: She Sat Shoulder-to-Shoulder with Another Man
In the past few days, she seemed not to meet him face-to-face once.
Even if she saw him on the way, she would hide away from him. Also, Ernest didn’t have the intention
to greet her either, and he just brushed past her.
Today in the restaurant, it was the first time that they met face-to-face.
Looking at the man who was walking to her step by step, Florence felt that her heart was tightened
violently. She didn’t know what to do and how to face him.
Then, by instinct, she stood up before she could realize what she was doing.
Reynold frowned. “Florence, what’s up?”
He wondered if Florence couldn’t continue suppressing any longer when finally seen Ernest after those
days.
Reynold tightened his hand to hold the chopsticks, his heart keeping sinking.
Florence looked away and said in a stiff voice, “I’m done eating. I’ve got to go now.”
After finishing speaking, without the guts to look into Ernest’s eyes, she turned around and walked the
other way.
No matter if Ernest came to find her, she almost couldn’t breathe because of the nervousness. She
didn’t dare to face any possibility and even his approach.
She decided to dodge it before anything happened.
Ernest paused a bit.
Looking at Florence deeply, he watched her walked farther and farther away from him.
In the past few days, whenever she saw him, she would dodge from him ahead of time. She even didn’t
want to get closer to him.
And she had reached an extreme today -- just because he came to the restaurant, she left without
finishing lunch.
Ernest couldn’t help but wonder if she thought him a monster so she tried every possible meant to
dodge from him.
Feeling so depressed, Ernest strode over and blocked Florence’s way at the restaurant entrance.
Looking at the tall and strong figure in front, Florence had to pause her paces, her heart hammering.
Looking at him, she asked in a stiff voice, “Hi, Mr. Hawkins. What can I do for you?”
Her attitude distanced her so far away from him as if they were total strangers.
Ernest looked more annoyed. He stared at her gloomily and breathed heavily.
Frowning for a long while, he said in a low voice, “Help me choose the dishes.”
He was giving amand when speaking those words.
Florence’s heart couldn’t help but tremble. She recalled that when they were in City N, Ernest often
asked her to do so.
At that time, she couldn’t refuse, so she had helped him choose the dishes by tasting all of them like
his personal chef.
But she wondered why he would ask her to do so at this moment.
Florence had made up her mind, so she was quite determined.
She refused in a harsh tone, “I’m sorry. I have to work, and I don’t have time to do so.”
Ernest stiffed slightly.
This was the first time that she refused this request from him.
Florence felt so flustered. She dared not to look into Ernest''s eyes, and instead, she looked forward.
“If there’s nothing else, please excuse me.”
After finishing her words, Florence bypassed Ernest and walked away, quite decisively.
Ernest frowned, subconsciously wanting to grab her. However, his fingers moved a bit but he didn’t
reach out his hands.
The rtionship between him and her at this moment was...
Way too terrible.
Reynold followed Florence quickly. He had seen clearly the interaction between Florence and Ernest.
Anyone with emotional intelligence could tell the disharmony of the rtionship between the two.
That was what Reynold wished to see. In this case, he could have his chance.
Overjoyed, Reynold didn’t forget to hit Ernest when he was down.
He called Florence in a joyful tone, “Flory, wait for me. I’ll take you to the documentation room.”
Reynold trotted to catch up with her, just like a wind blowing passing Ernest. He also smiled at Ernest
provokingly.
Then he caught up with Florence and walked with her shoulder-by-shoulder.
Since they were walking and there wasn’t much distance between them, their shoulders bumped from
time to time, looking quite intimate.
Ernest looked more annoyed.
With disappointment, when he looked over at Reynold, his eyes were full of cold murderous intention.
Standing next to Ernest, when Timothy heard the sounds from Ernest’s knuckles when they were
getting tightened, Timothy couldn’t help but tighten his body. For his own safety, he took two steps
backward.
This designer named Reynold indeed had a death wish. Timothy was sure that he would definitely be
torn into pieces by Mr. Hawkins.
However...
Timothy bit the bullets and reminded Ernest weakly, “Mr. Hawkins, now you don’t have a good
rtionship with Ms. Fraser. If you wanted to do something to Reynold Myron and Ms. Fraser knew it,
I’m afraid it would be worse.”
Ernest clenched his fists as if he was squeezing something, his power so strong and horrible.
It seemed that he could kill Reynold at any time.
With a cold face, he squeezed a few words between his teeth, “What do you think why Reynold Myron
could still survive until now?”
Timothy was enlightened.
Indeed, Mr. Hawkins had been disgusting Reynold for a long time. Upon his personality, Reynold would
have been ruined countless times and wouldn’t be able to continue staying here.
Now, Reynold was still alive, it was all because Ernest didn’t do anything for Florence’s sake.
However, Reynold was a famous yboy and he knew how to please women. Since Florence came
into town, he had changed a lot and never hit on other girls.
This had never happened to Reynold before. Hence, they could tell that he must have some bad
intentions for Florence.
Moreover, he fully focused on Florence and seemingly spent a lot of effort on her. He wanted to gain
her heart for sure...
However, Florence was quite slow in such things. She was still taking Reynold as her mentor and friend
so far.
If this kept going on, Reynold would gain Florence’s heart sooner orter.
At the thought of it, Timothy wondered what Mr. Hawkins could do in that case.
He had been working for Ernest for so many years. However, this was the first time that he had
witnessed that Ernest fell in love with a woman. And in the past few months, he also witnessed how
much Ernest cared about Florence.
Florence absolutely had upied Ernest’s heart.
Timothy didn’t think that Mr. Hawkins would give up on Florence. But the current situation couldn’t go
on. If so, Reynold would probably win Florence’s heart sooner.
Timothy approached Ernest and whispered, “Mr. Hawkins, I don’t think you should keep the cold war
with Ms. Fraser.”
Ernest frowned. “When did I have a cold war with her?”
“You both didn’t speak these days, did you? Whenever you saw each other, you dodged.”
“It was she who always dodged from me,” Ernest retorted crossly, frowning deeply.
Since that day, he knew that she was so furious and also she had made up her mind to call off their
engagement.
He could be calm and smart on the business battlefield, but Ernest didn’t know how to do with
Florence. He could wait for Florence to calm down and reconcile with her slowly.
He came to the restaurant to make up with her, but it was obvious that Florence was still angry...
At the thought of it, Ernest pressed his temples, feeling so helpless.
It wasn’t until now did Timothy understand. It turned out that he had misunderstood what Mr. Hawkins
was doing. However, as an outsider, he strongly felt that Mr, Hawkins was having a cold war with
Florence by dealing with this matter in such away.
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It was indeed not a good method to make up for their rtionship.
Depressed, Timothy said, “Mr. Hawkins, you should always be with her if you want to please a woman.
Even just showing up would be fine. Then your rtionship could be made up.”
Ernest’s expression changed a bit.
He gazed in the direction where Florence had gone. Faintly, he still could see her walking with Reynold
shoulder-by-shoulder.
Irritation surged in his heart again.