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.

executives from the company came in. They were shocked to

office, but what was uncommon was that Florence wasn’t a secretary

were designers working inside the president’s

had never heard of such kind

her head inside her pile of documents and

the corner of his lips slightly going upwards and he seemed

“Spill

while. After all, most of the reports from these executives

so,

ranks this high were elites, so

started briefing their reports,

sat behind his desk, dealing with matters on his hand while listening to the reports briefed by the

was still organized despite dealing with

was a first-class company; their main business wasn’t just clothing, so, Florence couldn’t understand

listening out of boredom, and suddenly heard a topic that spiked

executives said, “The investment for Ovi Fashion Design Contest has already begun. We’re the largest investor this time, so

was a nation-wide competition

was safe to say that those who were awarded in this contest would mean that their future in designing would be a bright

to die for; of course,

qualify for the junior auditions. She initially gave up all hopes for

But now…

had three places for direct participation;

those senior designers in our company to

Qualified?

to design the president’s outfit, she hadn’t design anything yet, which meant that she didn’t have any

at Florence

deepened as he

“I’ll choose the participants.”

“Yes, Mr. Hawkins.”

opinion for Ernest’s

made Florence’s heart moved, a thread

give

she could fight

executives to leave as soon

three of them came simultaneously, which meant that

they were talking about; it was like school time,

she fell asleep immediately, he

executives who were speaking

“Keep your voice down.”