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

inside the president’s office, but what was uncommon was that Florence wasn’t a

were designers working inside

had never heard of such

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

corner of his lips slightly going upwards and

“Spill

Florence leave for a short while. After all, most

so, it

this high were

just stood straight up and started briefing their reports, not asking any

dealing with matters on his

despite dealing with two things at

their main business wasn’t just clothing, so, Florence couldn’t understand

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

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

It was a nation-wide competition and

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

was to die for; of course, this included

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

But now…

three places for direct participation; if only she could get

we’ll let those senior designers in our company to compete for their places. That should

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 worth and that she was not qualified for this competition after

took a quick glance at Florence and saw

gaze deepened

“I’ll choose the participants.”

“Yes, Mr. Hawkins.”

opinion for Ernest’s decision;

Florence’s heart moved, a thread of hope rose

Ernest give

could fight

three executives to leave as soon as

of them came simultaneously, which meant that they all had things

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

that she fell asleep immediately, he

the executives who were speaking spitefully and ordered them in a

“Keep your voice down.”