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.

company came in. They were shocked to see

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

working

had never heard of

burying her head inside her pile of documents and pretending

his lips slightly

“Spill

for a short while. After all, most

since the president had said so, it meant that it

up ranks this high were elites, so they probably have

started briefing their reports, not asking any more

with matters on his hand while listening to the reports briefed

still organized despite dealing with two

wasn’t just clothing, so, Florence

and suddenly heard a topic

investment for Ovi Fashion Design Contest has already begun. We’re the largest investor this time, so we get

years. It was a nation-wide competition and

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

was to die for; of course, this

no qualifications; her newcomer status didn’t even qualify for the junior auditions. She

But now…

three places for direct participation; if only she could get

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

Qualified?

she was qualified to design the president’s outfit, she hadn’t 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 this

at Florence and saw her

gaze deepened

“I’ll choose the participants.”

“Yes, Mr. Hawkins.”

no opinion for Ernest’s decision;

Florence’s heart moved, a

give her this

could fight

three executives to leave

came simultaneously, which meant that they

school time,

noticed that she fell asleep immediately,

speaking spitefully and ordered them in a low

“Keep your voice down.”