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.

from the company came in. They were shocked to see a new

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

working inside the president’s

heard of such kind of

burying her head inside her pile of documents and pretending to

of his lips slightly going upwards and he

said, “Spill the

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

president had said so,

to climb up ranks this high were elites, so they probably have

just stood straight up and started briefing their reports, not

his hand while listening to the reports briefed by

dealing with two things at the same

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

of boredom, and suddenly heard a topic that spiked her

the executives said, “The investment for Ovi Fashion Design Contest has already begun. We’re the largest investor this time, so we get three places for the

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

say that those who were awarded in this contest would

die for;

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

But now…

direct participation; if only she could get a

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

Qualified?

design anything yet, which meant that she didn’t have any qualifications or achievements

a quick glance at Florence and saw her

gaze deepened

“I’ll choose the participants.”

“Yes, Mr. Hawkins.”

for Ernest’s decision; he was the president, after

Florence’s heart moved, a

give

could fight

those three executives to leave as

simultaneously, which meant that they

school time, where teachers were explaining

she fell

who were speaking spitefully and ordered them in

“Keep your voice down.”