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.

enter the president’s office with a pile of documents at hands, he saw Florence striding towards the office and

around and gazed at Florence with a smile, asking, “Miss Fraser, are you coming

he free

and walked to the

“He’s free. You

pile of documents that were waiting

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

a bit surprised to see

his eyes as he said in

then connected the interior call and ordered the secretary to send

Florence refused it immediately. Every time when she came to his office, he would offered her desserts, and she guessed this might be

she was regarded as Ernest’s girlfriend or something else in the eyes

composedly, “You

she couldn’t decline such a treatment

about the matter, Florence sat down on the sofa and

simply gazed at her and didn’t urge her. He wouldn’t mind no matter how long she wanted to stay

sofa, and naturally sat beside Florence. The

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

her gloomily with a little bit anger

alienated by the other,

later. She may misunderstand our relationship if she sees us

fine if she hadn’t explained it because Ernest’s expressions became more hideous when he heard the

so unwilling to have connections

was confused when seeing his hideous expressions. Was

the office became a bit

office at the moment. She politely put the milk, coffee and desserts on the table, “Mr. Hawkins, Miss Fraser, please enjoy it.” The secretary smiled at Florence politely

such a smile in usual times,