My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

Timothy was very efficient. It didn’t take him very long to place a brand new set of tables, chairs and benches in the office.

He also brought some of Florence’s work documents from the design department.

He asked politely, “Ms. Fraser, if there’s anything else you need, I’ll help you take them.”

Florence was confused about whose assistant Timothy was based on his dedicated attitude.

Reluctantly taking the documents, she finally accepted her fate.

“That’s it, thank you.”

“I’ll leave you then, you can call me if you need anything.”

Timothy nodded towards Florence then left the room, closing the door behind him.

Ernest and Florence were the only two left in the room once again.

This time, it was different; she wasn’t here to report for duty, somehow she had to stay here for work.

Florence wasn’t feeling too comfortable, “Mr. Hawkins, I’m going to start my work.”

She sat down at her new office desk, rummaging through her documents hastily.

She looked serious, but deep inside, she was in a mess; she couldn’t calm down.

Ernest was slightly upset because he saw how uneasy Florence was in her new work environment.

Florence was still cautious whenever around Ernest.

Only in this way could she gradually get used to getting along with him.

“Knock, knock, knock.”

There were knocking noises outside the office.

Florence, who had been busy working, raised her head immediately and looked at Ernest, her eyes slightly shimmering.

“Someone’s looking for you, should I leave first?”

“No need.”

Ernest simply rejected Florence’s question.

three executives from the company came in. They

for a secretary to work inside the president’s office, but what was uncommon was that Florence

when were designers working inside

of such kind of

look at anyone, burying her head inside her pile of documents and

Florence, the corner of his lips slightly

said, “Spill the

After all, most

since the president had said so, it meant that it

who were able to climb up ranks this high were elites, so they

briefing their reports,

matters on his hand while listening

was still organized despite dealing with two things at the same

main business wasn’t just

kept on listening out of boredom, and

Ovi Fashion Design Contest has already begun. We’re the largest investor this time, so we get

Ovi Fashion Design Contest was held once every three years. It was a nation-wide competition and

in this contest would mean that their

stage was to die for; of course,

newcomer status didn’t even qualify for the junior auditions. She initially gave up all hopes for

But now…

direct participation; if only

these three places; we’ll let those senior designers in our company to compete for their places.

Qualified?

design anything yet, which meant that she didn’t have any qualifications or achievements to prove

glance at Florence

deepened

“I’ll choose the participants.”

“Yes, Mr. Hawkins.”

for Ernest’s decision; he

made Florence’s heart moved,

give her this

fight for

wanted those three executives to leave as

three of them came simultaneously, which meant that

it was like school time, where teachers were explaining textbooks, she fell asleep in no

noticed that she fell asleep immediately, he

at the executives who were speaking spitefully and ordered them in a low

“Keep your voice down.”