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

the president’s office, but what was uncommon was that

when were designers working

of

her head inside

of his lips slightly going upwards and

said, “Spill the

Florence leave for a short while. After all, most of the reports from these

president had said so, it meant that it was

were able to climb up ranks this high

just stood straight up and started briefing their reports, not

dealing with matters on his hand while listening

organized despite dealing with two things

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

and

said, “The investment for Ovi Fashion Design Contest has already begun.

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

say that those who were awarded in this contest would mean that their future in designing

the stage was to die for; of course,

had no qualifications; her newcomer status didn’t even qualify for the junior auditions. She initially gave up

But now…

direct participation; if only she could get

we’ll let those senior designers in our

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 or achievements

a quick glance at Florence and saw her with a sad

deepened as

“I’ll choose the participants.”

“Yes, Mr. Hawkins.”

Ernest’s decision;

Florence’s heart moved, a thread of

Ernest give her

fight for the

to leave as soon as

three of them came simultaneously, which meant

were talking about; it was like school time,

fell asleep immediately,

speaking spitefully

“Keep your voice down.”