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 Ernest’s

the president’s office, but what was uncommon was that Florence wasn’t

designers working inside the

of

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

lips slightly going upwards and he

said, “Spill the

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

had said so, it

up ranks this high were elites, so they

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

on his hand while

dealing with two things at the

their main business wasn’t just clothing, so, Florence couldn’t

on listening out of boredom, and suddenly heard a topic that spiked her

has already begun. We’re the largest investor this time, so

every three years. It was a nation-wide competition

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

to die for; of course, this included

qualify for the

But now…

participation; if only she could

a bit about these three places; we’ll let those senior

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

Florence and saw her with a sad

gaze deepened

“I’ll choose the participants.”

“Yes, Mr. Hawkins.”

for Ernest’s decision;

moved, a thread of

give her

she could fight

those three executives to leave as soon as

came simultaneously, which meant that they all

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

fell asleep

glanced at the executives who were speaking spitefully and ordered them

“Keep your voice down.”