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

president’s office, but

designers working inside

of such kind

embarrassed. She refused to look at anyone, burying her head inside her pile of

his lips slightly going upwards and

“Spill the

a short while. After all, most of the reports from these executives were either confidential or

so, it meant that

up ranks this high were elites, so they probably have guessed something

started briefing

desk, dealing with matters on his hand while

dealing with

just clothing, so, Florence couldn’t understand

of boredom, and

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

It was a nation-wide competition and a

those who were awarded in this contest

on the stage was to die for; of course, this

qualifications; her newcomer status didn’t even qualify for the junior auditions. She initially

But now…

company had three places for direct participation; if only she

places; we’ll let those senior designers in our company to compete for their

Qualified?

hadn’t design anything yet, which meant that she didn’t have any qualifications

took a quick glance at Florence and

deepened

“I’ll choose the participants.”

“Yes, Mr. Hawkins.”

had no opinion for Ernest’s decision; he

moved, a thread of

Ernest give her

fight for

those three executives to leave

which meant that

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

fell asleep immediately, he

glanced at the executives who were speaking spitefully and ordered them

“Keep your voice down.”