My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

Florence didn’t go anywhere during the weekend and she was able to complete the first draft of her design.

She handed the design to Ernest first thing on Monday morning.

Ernest studied the design and couldn’t help but feeling impressed. She was indeed the soul designer.

He asked with his lips pursed, “You are suddenly struck by inspiration?”

“Yes, I have to thank you for what happened the day before yesterday…”

Florence began cheerfully, but suddenly, she stopped saying anything while looking frustrated.

Ernest raised his eyebrows and wanted to dig further, “What are you thanking me for?”

Florence inexplicably blushed as she couldn’t just say that she had been secretly admiring him in a photo and had her attention stolen away by his handsomeness. She couldn’t just credit her inspiration to such a fact.

After hesitating slightly, she came up with an excuse, “You have brought me to the flower market a few days ago, and I was moved deeply by the colourful and attractive flowers there. Therefore, I was able to come up with this idea.”

Ernest simply stared at him with an undecipherable expression. He didn’t say anything after that as he was thinking about the validity of her words.

Florence felt a little guilty and she immediately changed the topic, “Mr. Hawkins, is this design okay for you?”

Although she was asking for his opinion, her tone was still seeping with confidence.

Ernest nodded faintly, “It’s good enough.”

It’s an answer Florence had been expecting, but she was still happy to hear that nonetheless.

This particular design was put into production very soon, and there would only be one piece being produced in the entire world. This was an attire designed only for Ernest.

This experience enabled her to finally become a designer with some experience from a rookie with no work under her belt. Her work this time was a high-class attire tailor-made for a president of a company, which made her resume look more outstanding than the others.

“Mr. Hawkins, I won’t disturb you further. Excuse me now.”

Florence was in a good mood as she started to pack her things on the desk.

Ernest watched her movements and had a bad feeling, “What are you doing?”

continue working here any longer. Sorry for all the troubles

were full of manners, in

Ernest’s office, she always felt restrained. She wouldn’t know what kind of altercation she would encounter with Ernest here, and now she could finally

Ernest’s expression immediately darkened.

suddenly felt some hostility from his boss, and he couldn’t help tensing up and taking a step back. At the same time, he caught a glimpse of

boss had brought Florence out for a short getaway out of good will and he even assisted her in acquiring some inspiration,

it on his own feet,

things. As she

Florence carrying all the stuff in her arms with difficulty and couldn’t help sinking into a bad

didn’t even want to come here anymore.

neck out of nervousness. The temperature in

feeling that she had just returned to her classroom after a prolonged stay in the homeroom teacher’s office. Her mind

of her

morning

up and went to the canteen to have lunch, and just as she was about to order her meal, Cooper

congratulations for the approval of your design.

“Although this is just the canteen, you can’t criticize me

order the most expensive meal here. You better

the company, so although she

a few dishes.

each other and were both in a good

cast in Florence’s direction. Some of the female

I would feel

assistant, I would eat lunch with him every day. I would be full just by

Florence took a good look at the man in front of

her chopsticks and laughed,

to be focused on him out

instead there was

lips and smiled back as he picked up a dish and waved it in

this

dish, the ambiguous and playful tone of his voice would cause

glared at him sternly as part of her cheeks blushed slightly.

tease him, she even got teased

and she lowered her head and dug