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.

was opened and three executives from 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 kind

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

corner of his lips slightly going

“Spill the

hesitated whether to speak up to let Florence leave for a short while. After

the president had said so, it meant that it was

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

straight up and started briefing their reports, not asking any

behind his desk, dealing with matters on his hand

was still organized despite dealing with two things at

main business wasn’t just clothing,

of boredom, and

“The investment for Ovi Fashion Design Contest has already begun. We’re

three years. It was a nation-wide competition and a place for many

those who were awarded in this contest would mean that their future

was to die for;

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

But now…

had three places for direct participation; if only she could get

those senior designers in our company to compete for their places. That should

Qualified?

that she didn’t have any qualifications or achievements to prove her worth and that she was not qualified for

glance at Florence and saw her with a

deepened as he

“I’ll choose the participants.”

“Yes, Mr. Hawkins.”

Ernest’s decision; he was the

made Florence’s heart moved,

give her this

fight for

those three executives to leave as

which meant that they all

about; it was like school time, where teachers were

noticed that she fell asleep

executives who were speaking spitefully and

“Keep your voice down.”