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 see a new desk

office, but what was uncommon was that

designers working inside the

heard of

refused to look at anyone, burying her

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

said, “Spill the

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

since the president had said so, it meant

to climb up ranks this high were elites,

straight up and started briefing their reports, not asking

desk, dealing with matters on his hand

with two things at the

main business wasn’t just clothing, so,

kept on listening out of boredom, and suddenly

Contest has already begun. We’re the largest investor this time, so we get three places

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

those who were awarded in this contest would mean that

was to die

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

But now…

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

let those senior designers in

Qualified?

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

glance at Florence and saw her with

gaze deepened as he

“I’ll choose the participants.”

“Yes, Mr. Hawkins.”

Ernest’s decision; he was

heart moved,

Ernest give

fight

wanted those three executives to leave

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

understand what they were talking about; it was like school

she fell

who were speaking

“Keep your voice down.”