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 see a new desk in

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

were designers working

of

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

through Florence, the corner of his lips slightly going upwards

“Spill

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

since the president had said so, it

high were

straight up and started briefing their reports, not

his hand while listening to the reports briefed by

despite dealing with two things at the

was a first-class company; their main business wasn’t just clothing, so, Florence

on listening out of boredom, and suddenly heard a

already begun. We’re the largest investor this time, so we get

It was a nation-wide competition and a place for many talented designers to

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

the stage was to die

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

But now…

direct participation; if only

places; we’ll let those senior designers in our company to compete

Qualified?

yet, which meant that she didn’t have any qualifications or achievements to prove

Florence and saw her with a

gaze deepened as

“I’ll choose the participants.”

“Yes, Mr. Hawkins.”

for Ernest’s decision; he was the president,

made Florence’s heart moved, a

give

could fight

three executives to

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

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

she fell asleep immediately, he

were speaking spitefully and ordered them

“Keep your voice down.”