My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

Florence glanced at her colleague in shock and disbelief.

How did they know about her relationship with Ernest?

“When you haven’t come to the company, there has never been a woman by Mr. Hawkins’ side. Nevertheless, you suddenly became a member of the company. Moreover, you have lunch with Mr. Hawkins and took the same car to work and from work with him every day.”

The woman then added confidently, “You’re a couple of lovers, right?”

Florence felt her mind exploding at the moment as if a big event had happened.

She thought her interactions with Ernest were so covert, but she hadn’t expected that all staff of the company had known about it.

She was flustered with a messy mind, “In fact, my relationship with Mr. Hawkins is not like what you guys think. We’re just… just…”

Florence stammered and was lost for words to form a reasonable excuse.

The company had kept her personal information and obviously, she from that family background was by no means Ernest’s relative.

“I understand.” Her colleague laughed understandingly and continued, “I know that you’re in a relationship with Mr. Hawkins and both of you wanted to keep it a secret. So we didn’t spread any words about it.”

Florence was choked and felt very helpless, “That’s really not the case.”

“Oh yeah, I see. Florence, I handed a proposal to Mr. Hawkins which needs his approval. If you’re convenient, please put in some good words about me in front of the CEO.” Her colleague specially lowered her voice and whispered in Florence’s ear.

Apparently, the reason why she asked Florence to do so was that she firmly believed that Florence was Ernest’s girlfriend.

Florence was flustered and was in a messy mind. Since she and Ernest would cancel their engagement soon, the misunderstandings from the staffs of the company were very disadvantageous to their relationship.

They couldn’t delay the cancellation anymore.

She made a decision after pondering for a while and then headed towards the president’s office hurriedly.

office with a pile of documents at hands, he saw Florence striding towards the office and retrieved his hand that was about to knock

with a smile,

Is he free

kept walking when answering the question and walked to the door of the office

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of documents that were waiting to be handled, intending to come to find Ernest

the door. When she entered the office, she saw Ernest sitting behind the office desk as

to be a bit

flashed across his eyes as he said in a low voice,

call and ordered the secretary to send

talk to you.” Florence refused it immediately. Every time when she came to his office, he would offered

afraid now she was regarded as Ernest’s girlfriend or

out the interior call and said composedly, “You can spill the

seemed that she couldn’t decline such a treatment

in when they were talking about the matter, Florence sat

wouldn’t mind no

and naturally sat beside

imposing aura of the man. She hurriedly stood to her feet and then walked to the other sofa and sat

at her gloomily with a

when being obviously alienated

misunderstand our relationship if she sees us sitting closely

if she hadn’t explained it because Ernest’s expressions became more hideous when

so unwilling to have connections with

expressions. Was there anything wrong

the office became a bit

put the milk, coffee and desserts on the table, “Mr. Hawkins, Miss Fraser,

saw such a smile in usual times, but she felt it quite