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.

door was opened and three executives from the company came in. They were shocked to see a new desk in

the president’s office, but what was uncommon

working inside the

of

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

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

said, “Spill the

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

so, it meant that

up ranks this high were

started briefing their

on his hand while listening to the reports

organized despite dealing with

company was a first-class company; their main business wasn’t just clothing, so, Florence couldn’t understand most of what

out of boredom, and suddenly heard a topic

Design Contest has already begun. We’re the largest investor this time, so we get three

once every three years. It was a nation-wide competition and a

those who were awarded in this contest

stage was to die for; of course,

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

But now…

for direct participation; if only

discussed a bit about these three places; we’ll let those senior designers in our company to compete for their places. That should

Qualified?

have any

at Florence and saw

gaze deepened as he

“I’ll choose the participants.”

“Yes, Mr. Hawkins.”

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

made Florence’s heart moved,

Ernest give

could fight for the

to leave as soon as

them came simultaneously, which meant that they

understand what they were talking about; it was like school time, where

fell asleep immediately, he

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

“Keep your voice down.”