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 were shocked to see

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

working inside the

of such kind

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

through Florence, the corner of his lips slightly going upwards and he seemed to

said, “Spill the

to speak up to let Florence leave for a short while. After all, most of the reports from these executives were

said so, it meant

high were elites, so

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

his hand while listening to

still organized despite dealing with two things at the

business wasn’t just clothing, so, Florence couldn’t understand most of

listening out of boredom, and suddenly heard a topic

executives said, “The investment for Ovi Fashion Design Contest has already begun. We’re

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

that those who were awarded in this contest would mean that

to die for; of course, this included

even qualify for the junior auditions. She initially gave

But now…

company had three places for direct participation; if only

bit about these three places; we’ll let those senior designers in our company to compete

Qualified?

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

glance at Florence and saw her with a

gaze deepened as

“I’ll choose the participants.”

“Yes, Mr. Hawkins.”

Ernest’s decision; he was the president, after

these made Florence’s heart moved, a thread of hope rose

Ernest give

could fight for

wanted those three executives to

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

was like school time,

noticed that she fell asleep

the executives who were speaking spitefully

“Keep your voice down.”