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.

door was opened and three executives from the company came in. They were shocked to see a new desk in Ernest’s

the president’s office, but what

working

heard of such

her head inside her pile of documents and pretending

Florence, the corner of his lips slightly going upwards and

“Spill

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

so, it

up ranks this high were elites, so they

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

his hand while listening to the reports briefed by the

organized despite dealing with two

wasn’t just clothing, so, Florence couldn’t understand most

of boredom, and suddenly heard a

said, “The investment for Ovi Fashion Design Contest has already begun. We’re the

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

who were awarded in this contest would mean that their future in designing would be a bright

to die for; of course, this included

qualifications; her newcomer status didn’t even qualify for the junior auditions. She initially gave up

But now…

had three places for direct participation;

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

Qualified?

design the 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 was not qualified for this competition

glance at Florence and

gaze deepened as he

“I’ll choose the participants.”

“Yes, Mr. Hawkins.”

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

made Florence’s heart moved, a thread

give her

fight for the

three executives to leave as soon as

came simultaneously, which meant that they all had

couldn’t understand what they were talking about; it was like school time, where teachers were explaining textbooks, she fell asleep in no

that she fell asleep

speaking

“Keep your voice down.”