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.

in. They were shocked to see a new desk in

to work inside the president’s office,

were designers working inside the

of such kind

her head inside her pile of documents and pretending to be

lips slightly going upwards and

“Spill the

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

since the president had said so, it meant that it

high were elites, so they

started briefing their

his hand while listening to the reports briefed by the

with two things at the

company; their main business wasn’t just clothing, so, Florence couldn’t understand most

on listening out of boredom, and

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

years. It was a nation-wide competition and a place for many

who were awarded in this contest would mean that their future

die for; of course, this

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

But now…

for direct participation; if only she could

senior designers in our

Qualified?

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

took a quick glance at Florence and saw her with a sad

gaze deepened

“I’ll choose the participants.”

“Yes, Mr. Hawkins.”

no opinion for Ernest’s decision; he was the president, after

these made Florence’s heart moved, a thread of

Ernest give her

could fight for

wanted those three executives to leave as soon as

three of them came simultaneously, which meant that they all had

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

fell asleep

the executives who were speaking spitefully and ordered them in a low

“Keep your voice down.”