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

working

of

She refused to look at anyone, burying her head inside her pile of documents and

glanced through Florence, the corner of his lips slightly going upwards and he seemed to be

said, “Spill

for a short while. After all, most of the reports from these executives were

president had said so, it meant that it was

climb up ranks this high were elites, so they

and started briefing

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

dealing with two things at the same

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

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

was a nation-wide

in this contest would mean that their

stage was to die for; of

she had no qualifications; her newcomer status didn’t even qualify for the junior auditions. She initially gave up all hopes for

But now…

direct participation; if only she could get a

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

Qualified?

design anything yet, which meant that she didn’t have any qualifications or achievements to prove her worth and that she was not qualified for

Florence and saw her with a

deepened as

“I’ll choose the participants.”

“Yes, Mr. Hawkins.”

Ernest’s decision; he

made Florence’s heart moved,

Ernest give

could fight for the

to leave

meant that they all had things to

it was like school time, where teachers were explaining textbooks,

noticed that she fell asleep immediately,

glanced at the executives who were speaking spitefully and ordered them in

“Keep your voice down.”