My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

Chapter 122: Yes, I’ve Broken My Promise

She took over the phone and muffled, “What’s the matter?”

“Are you upset?”

The man’s deep and sexy voice came over from the other end of the line.

She was upset just because of him.

Florence said in a deep voice, “Not really.”

He was silent for a few seconds. Ernest then continued, “Come to my office.”

“You can tell me what you want on the phone,” Florence refused without any hesitation.

She wanted to distance herself from him. If others continue mistaking her as the CEO’s future wife, she couldn’t even explain it clearly at all.

Ernest said in a deep voice, “It cannot be spoken.”

Florence was choked, rendered speechless.

Recently she had found that Ernest was not picky but also quite troublesome.

Helplessly, she could only go to the CEO’s office.

Perhaps it was all because of what Shirley said just now, Florence felt that all coworkers weirdly looked at her, some respectful, some envious, and some jealous gazes.

All in all, nobody took her as an ordinary coworker.

Florence felt a migraine in her temples.

“Knock. Knock. Knock.”

When she had arrived at the office door, Florence knocked at the door according to the company rules before walking in.

Ernest was sitting behind the desk. He looked up at her, “In the future, you don’t need to knock at the door before coming in.”

She had to come back and forth so many times. If she always knocked, her hand would hurt.

If she was always specially treated, she would be addicted to it.

Immediately, Florence said politely, “I still should obey the rules and be polite.”

She implied that they were still in a relationship that needed them to keep polite. They were not so close.

didn’t care about

at her, he

“For what?”

Florence stood motionlessly.

pointed the document in front of him. “Turn

Ernest when sitting on his lap last night, Florence would

Timothy to

looked up at her. “He’s

Timothy couldn’t but twitch his mouth corners. He didn’t

a while and said, “You have so many pretty secretaries outside.

squinted, glinting at Florence with

like you

Couldn’t he stop saying

blushed in panic, dared

a simple job to turn the pages, you

you might have forgotten whom my

his hand that was bandaged like a mummy’s, looking at Florence as if he was looking at

conscience was stabbed

around in the huge office. Then she took

squinting. “You don’t need to

problem. It’s convenient in this

a smile. She didn’t

feeling a bit lost. It seemed that the same trick couldn’t work for

to Ernest, turning the pages for him. They cooperated with

work progress went on

“Knock. Knock. Knock.”

few knocks on the door, and a few senior executives walked

to stand up. Ernest grabbed her hand and pulled her back to the

eyes sparkled,

it’s not good

If it went on in this way, it was the same as adding

a low but seductive tone,

she did

felt annoyed and wanted to argue with him, but she looked up and found a few search executives were looking at her and Ernest, their

Ernest kept talking with her in such an ambiguous attitude, they would surely mistake her relationship

depression, trying her best to make herself invisible. She sat there straightened, keeping the

figure leaned over to

small hand under the desk, playing

low voice, “Excuse me, Mr. Hawkins. They are talking to

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