My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

Although Ernest had extended the time limit for her to hand in the design outline, it was the first time that Florence had played a leading role in such an important project and carried out the task alone, so she was busy with the project until getting off work.

She stretched herself lazily in her working position, stood to her feet and then headed towards the toilet.

The moment she walked into the toilet, she came across Elise.

Florence didn’t like her, so she didn’t intend to greet her and walked straightly towards inside.

Elise stared at Florence jealously and maliciously.

She stopped Florence and pushed her shoulder unscrupulously.

“You pushed yourself forward at today’s meeting in front of all staff of the company, are you feeling quite complacent now?”

As Elise had exerted great forces, Florence felt a sharp pain on her shoulder and took two steps backward uncontrollably.

She knitted her brows and warned Elise with detest, “Elise Bennett, we’re still in the company now. Don’t be physical and provocative.”

The company banned by explicit rules that fistfight or group scuffle were not allowed among its employees because such kind of actions would have a strong impact on the company’s reputation. It was also a big blow to a designer’s reputation.

Elise was indeed a person who knew what should be done and what shouldn’t; however, she had lost control of herself as she was extremely angered by Florence.

If it was not because of Florence, her design draft would have been selected and she would be the winner of the competition, which meant that she would be granted the opportunity to design the new president’s attire and that her status as a designer would be promoted.

Moreover, she saw Florence nestling in Ernest’s arms in the office yesterday. If it was not because of Florence, she would be the woman in his arms.

She should be the one who enjoyed all these, but the opportunities were snatched by Florence.

“Florence Fraser, you made me feel uncomfortable. Wanna peace? Your wish!” Elise took a step forward to snatch Florence’s phone, walked into a toilet cubicle and then threw it into the toilet bowl.

Florence stomped her feet in anger seeing her phone being thrown into the water.

“Are you insane?”

“It’s just a warning for you tonight. Florence Fraser, if you don’t leave the company on your own, I will not show mercy to you anymore. I will definitely ruin you.” Elise threatened her ferociously and then strode towards the door in high heels.

When she walked out of the toilet, she slammed closed the door.

Florence furrowed her brows remorsefully with a gust of fret surging in her heart.

She wished so much that Elise was not an employee of her company as she felt disgusted to be her colleague.

the phone from the toilet bowl and then wiped clean the phone. Nevertheless,

phone into her pocket as she didn’t have any other choices and then walked out of

and put her hand on the door handle, she found she

was locked

one who did this must be Elise

angry that she even became speechless. This woman was really so silly that she even locked

“Elise Bennett,

door! Can you not be

this as well as the president! Let’s see how you

…

hysterically that she lost her voice. Nevertheless, she still didn’t get any

some employees would come to the toilet during this period. But the

what Elise had done outside, she became more

going to lock her in the toilet for the

hurriedly turned around to lean against the door,

o’clock in

YY International Hotel as apparently someone

arrays of ceremonial usherettes in short dresses were standing at the entrance and greeting the guests in unison, their

“Welcome, Mr. Hawkins.”

James has arrived. This way

of the hotel

Not looking sideways,

“Sir, Mrs. Hawkins gave a phone call to us just now and

“Arrange it yourself.”

he

attitude towards Florence was a

lose interest in Ms. Fraser so

in heart, Timothy walked out

decoration of the whole restaurant was slap-up and magnificent. And the venue was quiet as there were no

in his thirties was sitting beside the windows and sagacity and shrewdness could be found in his dark blue

him and greeted in perfect English, “Mr. Hawkins,

the agreed time, neither earlier nor

James, sorry to

to James and got down to business after some polite

the both

the subject of their conversation was something confidential. Their conversation was