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.

was opened and three executives from the company came in. They were shocked to see a

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

working inside the

of

refused to look at anyone, burying her head inside her

his lips slightly going upwards and he seemed to be

“Spill

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

president had said so,

up ranks this high

started briefing their reports, not asking any more

matters on his hand while

despite dealing with two

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

boredom, and

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

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

in this contest would mean that

die for;

status didn’t even qualify for

But now…

places for direct participation; if only

discussed a bit about these three places; we’ll let those senior designers in our company to compete for their places.

Qualified?

have any qualifications or achievements to prove her worth and that she

a quick glance at Florence

deepened as he

“I’ll choose the participants.”

“Yes, Mr. Hawkins.”

for Ernest’s decision; he

moved, a thread of hope rose

Ernest give her this

could fight

wanted those three executives to leave as soon as

simultaneously, which meant that they all had

they were talking about; it was like school time, where teachers were

that she fell

glanced at the executives who were speaking spitefully and ordered them in

“Keep your voice down.”