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

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

were designers working inside the president’s

of such

refused to look at anyone, burying her head

corner of his lips slightly going upwards

“Spill

while. After

had said so, it meant that

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

briefing their reports,

matters on his

with two things at

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

kept on listening out of boredom, and suddenly heard a

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

three years. It was a nation-wide

in this contest would mean that their future in designing would be a

on the stage was to die

newcomer status didn’t even qualify for the junior auditions. She initially gave

But now…

places for direct participation; if

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

Qualified?

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

quick glance at Florence and saw her with

deepened as

“I’ll choose the participants.”

“Yes, Mr. Hawkins.”

had no opinion for Ernest’s decision;

Florence’s heart moved, a thread

give her this

she could fight for the

to leave as soon

of them came simultaneously, which meant that they all had

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

noticed that she fell asleep immediately,

glanced at the executives who were speaking spitefully and ordered

“Keep your voice down.”