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 to see a new desk in

office, but what was uncommon was that Florence wasn’t a secretary at

when were designers working

of such kind of

burying her head inside her pile of documents

lips slightly

said, “Spill

After all,

had said so, it meant

this high

straight up and started briefing their reports, not

desk, dealing with matters on his hand while listening to the

with two things at

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

boredom, and suddenly heard a topic that

Ovi Fashion Design Contest has already begun.

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

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

on the stage was to die for; of course, this included

had no qualifications; her newcomer status didn’t even qualify for

But now…

company had three places for direct participation; if only

those senior designers in

Qualified?

didn’t have any qualifications or achievements

a quick glance at Florence

deepened

“I’ll choose the participants.”

“Yes, Mr. Hawkins.”

opinion for Ernest’s decision;

these made Florence’s heart moved, a thread

Ernest give her

she could fight for the

three executives to leave as

which meant that they all had things to

about; it was like school time, where teachers were

fell asleep immediately,

the executives who were speaking spitefully and ordered them in a

“Keep your voice down.”