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.

the company came in. They were shocked to see a

secretary to work inside the president’s office, but what was

were designers working

heard of such kind of

She refused to look at anyone, burying her head

of his lips slightly

said, “Spill the

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

so, it meant that it

able to climb up ranks this high were elites, so they probably have guessed

up and started briefing their reports, not asking any

matters on his hand

with two things at the same

wasn’t just

kept on listening out of boredom, and suddenly heard a topic

investment for Ovi Fashion Design Contest has already begun. We’re the largest investor

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

contest would mean that their future in

on the stage was to die for; of course,

newcomer status didn’t even qualify for the junior

But now…

had three places for direct participation; if only

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

Qualified?

meant that she didn’t have any qualifications or achievements

at Florence and saw her with a sad

gaze deepened

“I’ll choose the participants.”

“Yes, Mr. Hawkins.”

Ernest’s

heart moved, a thread of hope

Ernest give

could fight

to leave as

them came simultaneously, which meant

what they were talking about; it was like school time,

noticed that she fell asleep immediately, he

were speaking spitefully

“Keep your voice down.”