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.

in. They were shocked to see

the president’s office, but what

designers working inside the president’s

had never heard of such kind of

refused to look at anyone, burying her head

lips slightly

“Spill

while. After all, most of the reports from

president had said so,

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

up and started briefing their reports, not asking

with matters on his hand while

was still organized despite dealing with two

company; their main business wasn’t just clothing, so, Florence

on listening out of boredom, and suddenly heard a

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

Contest was held once every three years. It was a nation-wide

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

was to die for; of course,

her newcomer status didn’t even qualify for the junior auditions. She initially gave up all hopes for this

But now…

places for direct participation; if only she could get

about these three places; we’ll let those senior

Qualified?

have any qualifications or achievements to prove her worth and that

at Florence and

gaze deepened as

“I’ll choose the participants.”

“Yes, Mr. Hawkins.”

Ernest’s decision;

made Florence’s heart moved, a thread of hope

Ernest give her this

could fight

wanted those three executives to leave as soon

which meant that they

it was like school time, where teachers were explaining textbooks,

noticed that she fell asleep immediately,

the executives who were speaking spitefully

“Keep your voice down.”