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“You must be responsible to me,” Florence added, glaring at him. Ernest gaped. He looked at the reddish-eyed Florence in disbelief. For the first time, he wondered if he had misheard anything. In a hoarse voice, he asked, “What did you say, Florence? Come again?” Florence approached him closer, grabbed his collar, and said fiercely, “Why? Do you want to deny it? After raping me, you just ran away. You’ve been hiding the truth from and you lied to me. Now you don’t want to take the responsibility, do you. ” “I’ll marry you,” his words interrupted Florence’s words. He stared at her, stressing each syllable as if he was swearing. His deep eyes were full of sweetest and deepest affection. Florence grabbed Ernest’s collar stiffly, still looking quite fierce. However, all her temperament was broken down by his words. She couldn’t continue yelling at him. He said he would marry her. Ernest reached out and held Florence in his arms. His chin rubbing her head, he said in a tender and deep voice, “When I knew you were the girl that night, I wanted to tell you it was me. However, you hate that night so much, so I couldn’t tell you. ” Upon hearing his explanation, Florence finally got the explanation of the questions that had bothered her. When they met for the first time, Ernest was so aloof as a god, arrogant and proud. He even asked her to sign the agreement of a fake engagement. At that time, he didn’t care about her, his fiancée, at all. Florence asked again, “When did you get to know it was me that night?” “On the night of our engagement. ” Before that night, Ernest ignored her completely. However, after that night, he kept pestering her as if he wanted to prove something. At that time, she thought that he wanted to have sex with her, so she thought he was a shameless rascal. It wasn’t until now did she realized that he had done so because he wanted to prove if she was the woman that night. It turned out that he had recognized her such a long time ago. That was why he changed his attitude to her - he started treating her so well and ambiguously. “Mr. Hawkins, ever since that night, have you done all those things to chase after me?” Florence glinted at Ernest with unconcealed amusement. She was way too slow, and she didn’t realize it until now. A trace of embarrassment flashed through Ernest’s handsome face. He had only chased Florence all his life, and he did it in secret after knowing that she was his first woman. It was not so frank as a man should be. He pressed his thin lips. Raising his hand, he pinched Florence’s chin. His handsome face approached her suddenly. He asked in a seductive tone, “Have I succeeded?” Of course. He had succeeded long ago. How could she resist him? Florence blushed. In shyness and embarrassment, she pushed away his hand. “Humph! Do you think you could fool me with just a few words? I’m not that easy-going!” Awkwardly, she looked away

However, reading the simple reply, she felt quite upset, wondering what on earth Ernest was busy with. How could he even not have time to talk to her? Feeling worried and grieved, she had to lie down on her bed with the cell phone in her hand. Since he was busy, she couldn’t interrupt him

. Lying on the bed, Florence still kept the window opened. From time to time, she glanced over at the window. Although it was quite late, she still expected that Ernest would climb in suddenly. It didn’t matter if he would appear later than usual. While waiting for him, Florence only got another message. Ernest: “Go to bed early, Florence. Good night. ”Florence looked at this message in a daze. Her hope became ashes instantly. She knew that Ernest wouldn’t come to her tonight. She wondered what made him so busy even he had to work overtime and stay up all night. Florence was confused, worried, and quite disappointed. She couldn’t get used to it even he wouldn’t make it for just one day. She didn’t sleep soundly this evening, so she got up quite early the next morning. As usual, she received a message from Ernest with the morning greeting. Florence replied to him: “Good morning, Ernest. Are you still busy?”After the message was sent, it was like sinking in the ocean. She didn’t get any response at all. Helplessly, Florence went downstairs for breakfast after tidying herself up. Since she went there earlier than usual, only Victoria was playing on her cell phone at the table. Alexander was reading a newspaper. Stanford’s seat was still empty. “Good morning, Dad and Mom,” Florence greeted them and sat down on her seat. Alexander looked at Florence, nodding at her with a smile. Then he put down the newspaper. “Flory, you got up earlier this morning. Let’s eat. ”As he spoke, Alexander waved. Immediately, several maids came to serve the dishes. There were only three sets of tableware and bowls. Florence asked in confusion, “Where is Stanford?”“He’s busy. He even didn’t come home last night. Just ignore him,” answered Alexander casually. Then he picked up his chopsticks and started eating. Florence felt quite surprised. It seemed that it was the first time that Stanford didn’t have breakfast together with the family since she came back. She wondered what he was busy with and even he didn’t come back for the whole night