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.

opened and three executives from the company came in. They were shocked to see a new desk

common for a secretary to work inside the president’s office, but what was uncommon was that Florence wasn’t a secretary

were designers working inside the

of

burying her head inside her pile of documents and pretending to be

his lips slightly going upwards and

“Spill

Florence leave for a short while. After all, most of the reports

said so,

who were able to climb up ranks this high

started briefing their reports,

with matters on his hand while listening

despite dealing with

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

and suddenly heard a

Fashion Design Contest has already begun.

three years. It was a nation-wide

say that those who were awarded in this contest would mean that their future in designing would

was to die

qualify for the junior auditions. She initially gave

But now…

participation; if

discussed a bit about these three places; we’ll let those senior designers in our company to compete for their places. That should

Qualified?

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

at Florence and saw her with

gaze deepened as he

“I’ll choose the participants.”

“Yes, Mr. Hawkins.”

had no opinion for Ernest’s decision; he was

Florence’s heart moved,

Ernest give

she could fight for the

three executives to leave

came simultaneously, which meant that they all had things to

about; it was like school time, where teachers were explaining textbooks, she fell

that she fell asleep immediately,

were speaking spitefully

“Keep your voice down.”