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.

the company came in. They were shocked to see a

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

when were designers working inside the

had never heard of such

to look at anyone, burying her head

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

said, “Spill

whether to speak up to let Florence leave for a short while. After all, most of

so, it meant

able to climb up ranks this high were elites, so they probably have guessed something was

just stood straight up and started briefing their reports, not asking

with matters on his hand while listening to the reports briefed by the

despite dealing with two things

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

listening out of boredom, and suddenly heard

of the executives said, “The investment for Ovi Fashion Design Contest has already begun. We’re the

Contest was held once every three years. It was a

awarded in this contest

to die

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

But now…

three places for direct participation; if only

discussed a bit about these three places; we’ll let those senior

Qualified?

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

Florence

gaze deepened as

“I’ll choose the participants.”

“Yes, Mr. Hawkins.”

Ernest’s decision; he

these made Florence’s heart moved, a

give her this

she could fight for the

executives to leave as

them came simultaneously, which meant that they all

were talking about; it was like school time, where

she fell asleep immediately,

who were speaking spitefully and ordered them in

“Keep your voice down.”