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.

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

common for a secretary to work inside the president’s office, but what was uncommon was that

designers working inside

heard of such kind of

at anyone, burying her head inside her pile of documents

through Florence, the corner of his lips slightly going upwards and he

“Spill

a short while. After

had said so, it meant that it was

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

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

desk, dealing with matters on his hand while listening to

was still organized despite dealing with two

a first-class company; their main business wasn’t just clothing, so,

boredom, and suddenly heard a topic that spiked

Ovi Fashion Design Contest has already begun. We’re the largest

It was a nation-wide competition and a place for many talented designers to

awarded in this contest would mean that their future in designing would be

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

qualifications; her newcomer status didn’t even qualify for

But now…

direct participation;

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

Qualified?

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

took a quick glance at Florence and saw her with

gaze deepened

“I’ll choose the participants.”

“Yes, Mr. Hawkins.”

opinion for Ernest’s

these made Florence’s heart moved, a

give

she could fight for the

executives to leave as

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

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

fell asleep immediately, he

glanced at the executives who were speaking spitefully and

“Keep your voice down.”