My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

Cooper Scott looked at Florence confusedly after hearing her words.

Florence paused for a second and continued, "Do you still remember the entrance exam of University A five years ago? I had an accident and I was late and not permitted to take the exam. It was you that helped me out."

If it wasn't for Cooper, Florence would have missed her chance to enroll in University A.

Cooper was not surprised and smiled.

"I thought you have forgotten me."

Cooper had recognized Florence at first sight.

Back then, Florence had an accident, and there were injuries on her body. Yet, she showed up outside the exam hall without any bandaging.

Until now, the persistence and enthusiasm of hers were still fresh in Cooper's mind.

Cooper's words were an affirmation.

Florence was over the moon, "I wanted to thank you after the exam but I couldn't find you at all…"

"After that, I had gone to Europe as an exchange student."

Cooper's gaze darkened, and he seemed not wanting to talk about it anymore.

He smiled and said, "You can still make it up to me now. How about treating me to dinner after work?"

"Sure."

Florence agreed without hesitating. Even if Cooper didn't request it, she would offer him too.

Elise Bennett was holding her phone, walking into the company with a smile on her face.

She was in a good mood today. She had finally found the right opportunity to release her anger after suppressing it for some time.

"Ms. Bennett, what makes you so happy?"

A colleague greeted Elise warmly when seeing her.

Elise Bennett was a senior designer with a high position in the company, so a group of women always surrounded her.

She raised her phone, "A tittle-tattle. Follow me to the lounge. I'll tell you."

As she said, Elise had a hostile stare at Florence's spot. But she was stunned when she saw that handsome man.

and asked,

a new colleague. A pity that, he is

a hint of envy in her

A new assistant?

two of them. They didn't seem to have just met from

they would

had a better

chatting when Madison Steward,

the president wants you to go to his office. He wants to check

was looking at Florence

Madison to check on and then passed on to the superior. And the

and wanted the designer

was always known to be

much of it. It was the first time she completed her work independently, and she was still not familiar with the

out the data hastily and went to the

"Knock, knock, knock."

and

man's low voice rumbled from inside, "Come

door. Unexpectedly, she saw that Ernest was not dealing with business at his desk but sitting on

a cup of coffee, a glass of milk, and some

life of the president was

sighed secretly but still standing by the

the preliminary design that I

the seat on the sofa

"Sit."

milk was just right in front of that

Was it prepared for

report on her progress. It wouldn't be pleasant for her to sit here and to

still, "No thanks. I'll just

was trying not to mix business with pleasure, but

intention, "I will have a look at it for quite some time. You standing here might affect

have such kind

was speechless and just sat

then flipped open her folder and said in a natural tone, "If you're bored,

about her feeling bored? Florence

spent a lot of time just looking at her design graph, not to say other documents. It was reasonable for him to prepare some desserts for those who came to report and

at once. She picked up a small spoon and began