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.

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

the president’s office,

when were designers working inside the president’s

never heard of such kind

look at anyone, burying her head

lips slightly going upwards and he

said, “Spill

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

the president had said so, it meant

climb up ranks this high

straight up and started briefing their

desk, dealing with matters on his hand while listening

organized despite dealing with two things

company; their main business wasn’t just

kept on listening out of boredom, and suddenly

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

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

contest would

die for; of course, this included

for the junior auditions. She initially gave

But now…

company had three places for direct participation; if only

we’ll let those senior designers in

Qualified?

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

a quick glance at Florence and saw her with a

gaze deepened as he

“I’ll choose the participants.”

“Yes, Mr. Hawkins.”

executives had no opinion for Ernest’s decision; he was the

heart moved,

Ernest give her this

fight for the

wanted those three executives to

came simultaneously, which meant that they all

were talking about; it was like school

noticed that she fell asleep

who were speaking spitefully and ordered

“Keep your voice down.”