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.

from the company came in. They were shocked to

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

when were designers working inside

heard of such kind of

burying her head inside her

his lips slightly going upwards and he

said, “Spill the

while. After all, most of the reports from these executives were either confidential or important.

had said so, it meant

up ranks this high were elites, so they

briefing

matters on his hand while

with two things at the same

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

boredom, and suddenly heard a topic

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

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

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

the stage was to die for; of course,

for the junior auditions. She initially gave up all hopes for

But now…

places for direct participation; if only she

senior designers in

Qualified?

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

Florence and saw

gaze deepened

“I’ll choose the participants.”

“Yes, Mr. Hawkins.”

had no opinion for Ernest’s decision; he

moved, a thread of hope rose

Ernest give

could fight for

those three executives to leave as soon

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

like school time, where teachers

that she fell

were speaking spitefully and ordered them in

“Keep your voice down.”