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.

from the company came in. They were shocked to see a new

the president’s office, but what was uncommon was that

designers working

of such kind of

slightly embarrassed. She refused to look at anyone, burying her head inside her pile of documents and pretending

corner of his lips slightly going upwards and he seemed to

“Spill

to let Florence leave for a short while. After

the president had said so, it

up ranks this high were elites, so they probably have guessed

started briefing their reports,

his hand while listening to the reports

still organized despite dealing with two things

first-class company; their main business wasn’t just

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

Contest has already begun. We’re the largest investor this time, so we get three places for

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

to say that those who were awarded in this contest would

was to die for; of course,

no qualifications; her newcomer status didn’t even qualify for the junior auditions. She initially

But now…

participation;

senior designers in our company to

Qualified?

she was qualified to design the president’s outfit, she hadn’t design anything yet, which meant that she didn’t have any qualifications or achievements to prove her

a quick glance at Florence and

gaze deepened as he

“I’ll choose the participants.”

“Yes, Mr. Hawkins.”

opinion for Ernest’s decision;

these made Florence’s heart moved, a

Ernest give her this

could fight

executives to leave

which meant that they all had things to

school time, where teachers were explaining

she fell asleep immediately, he

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

“Keep your voice down.”