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 see a new desk in Ernest’s

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

were designers working

never heard of such kind

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

of his lips slightly going upwards and he seemed

“Spill the

a short while. After all, most of the reports from

president had said so, it meant that it

up ranks this high were

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

desk, dealing with matters on his hand while listening to the reports briefed by

organized despite dealing with two things at

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

of boredom, and suddenly

said, “The investment for Ovi Fashion Design Contest has already begun. We’re the largest investor this time, so

was held once every three years. It was a nation-wide competition and a

say that those who were awarded in this contest

was to die

status didn’t even qualify for the

But now…

direct participation; if only she

senior designers in our company

Qualified?

she was qualified to design the president’s outfit, she hadn’t design anything yet, which meant that she didn’t have any qualifications

quick glance at Florence and

gaze deepened

“I’ll choose the participants.”

“Yes, Mr. Hawkins.”

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

heart moved, a

Ernest give her this

fight for the

those three executives to leave

came simultaneously, which meant

like school time, where teachers were explaining textbooks, she fell asleep in no

that she fell asleep immediately, he

who were speaking spitefully

“Keep your voice down.”