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.

he saw Florence striding towards the office and

with a smile, asking, “Miss Fraser, are you coming for Mr.

he free

when answering the question and walked

“He’s free. You can come

which the pile of documents that were waiting to be handled, intending to come to

knocked at the door. When she entered the office, she saw Ernest sitting behind

seemed to be a bit

smile flashed across his eyes as he said in a low

interior call and ordered the secretary to send milk

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

was afraid now she was regarded as Ernest’s girlfriend or something else in

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

couldn’t

the matter, Florence sat down on the sofa and chose to

didn’t urge her. He wouldn’t mind no matter how long she wanted to stay in

the documents, walked to the sofa, and naturally sat beside

stunned when she sensed the familiar and imposing aura of the man. She hurriedly

her gloomily with a little bit anger on his

being obviously alienated by the

may misunderstand our relationship if she sees us sitting closely with each

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

woman so unwilling to have

expressions. Was there

the office became

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 and then

it when she saw such a smile in usual