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.

company came in.

to work inside the president’s office, but what was uncommon was that Florence wasn’t a

were designers working inside the president’s

of such

embarrassed. She refused to look at anyone, burying her head

through Florence, the corner of his lips slightly going upwards and he

said, “Spill the

up to let Florence leave for a short while. After all, most

said so, it meant that it was

to climb up ranks this high were elites, so

just stood straight up and started briefing

with matters on his hand while listening to the reports briefed

organized despite dealing with two

their main business wasn’t just clothing, so,

boredom, and suddenly heard a topic that

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

Design Contest was 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

was to die for;

even qualify for the junior auditions. She initially gave up all

But now…

direct participation; if only she could get a

those senior designers in our company to compete for their places. That should

Qualified?

outfit, she hadn’t design anything yet, which meant that she didn’t have any qualifications

Florence and saw her

deepened as

“I’ll choose the participants.”

“Yes, Mr. Hawkins.”

opinion for Ernest’s decision; he

moved, a

Ernest give her this

fight for the

three executives to leave as soon as

of them came simultaneously, which meant that

couldn’t understand what they were talking about; it was like school time, where teachers were explaining textbooks, she fell asleep in

she fell

at the executives who were speaking spitefully and

“Keep your voice down.”