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

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

were designers working inside the president’s

of

slightly embarrassed. She refused to look at anyone, burying her head

the corner of his lips slightly going upwards

“Spill

After all, most of the

said so, it

able to climb up ranks this high were elites, so

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

his hand while listening to the reports

still organized despite dealing with two things at the

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

boredom, and suddenly heard a topic that spiked

Fashion Design Contest has already begun. We’re the

three years. It was a nation-wide competition and

who were awarded in this contest would mean that their future in designing would be a

die for; of course, this

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

But now…

participation; if only she

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

Qualified?

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

Florence

gaze deepened as he

“I’ll choose the participants.”

“Yes, Mr. Hawkins.”

executives had no opinion for Ernest’s decision; he was the

these made Florence’s heart moved, a thread of

give

could fight for the

three executives to leave as soon

three of them came simultaneously, which meant that they

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

she fell asleep immediately,

were speaking spitefully and ordered them

“Keep your voice down.”