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.

and three executives from the company came in. They were shocked to

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

working inside the president’s

of such kind

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

corner of his lips slightly going upwards and he seemed to be

“Spill

Florence leave for a short while. After

president had said so, it meant that

who were able to climb up ranks this high were elites, so they probably have

and started briefing their reports, not asking any

matters on his

was still organized despite dealing with two things

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

boredom, and suddenly

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

It was

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

on the stage was to die for; of

for the junior auditions. She initially

But now…

direct participation; if only she could

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

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 and that she was not qualified

took a quick glance at Florence and saw her with

deepened

“I’ll choose the participants.”

“Yes, Mr. Hawkins.”

Ernest’s decision; he

Florence’s heart moved, a thread of

Ernest give her this

could fight for

wanted those three executives to leave as

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

they were talking about; it was like school time, where teachers were explaining textbooks, she fell asleep in no

that she fell asleep

the executives who were speaking spitefully and ordered them in

“Keep your voice down.”