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.

was opened and three executives from the company came in. They were shocked to

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

were designers working

never heard of such

embarrassed. She refused to look at anyone, burying her head inside her

corner of his lips slightly going upwards and he seemed

said, “Spill the

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

said so, it meant that

to climb up ranks this high were elites, so

up and started briefing their

on his hand

organized despite dealing with two things

just

on listening out of boredom, and suddenly

already begun. We’re

was a nation-wide competition and a place for many

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

to die for;

status didn’t even qualify for the junior auditions. She initially gave up all hopes for

But now…

places for direct participation; if

we’ll let those senior

Qualified?

design anything yet, which meant that she didn’t have

a quick glance at Florence and

deepened

“I’ll choose the participants.”

“Yes, Mr. Hawkins.”

opinion for Ernest’s decision; he was

made Florence’s heart moved, a thread

Ernest give her this

fight

three executives to leave

them came simultaneously, which meant that they

what they were talking about; it was like school time, where teachers were explaining textbooks, she fell asleep in

she fell asleep immediately, he

glanced at the executives who were speaking spitefully and ordered

“Keep your voice down.”