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

he said,

“For what?”

Florence stood motionlessly.

document in front of him. “Turn the pages for

thought that she was almost lured by Ernest when sitting on his lap last night, Florence would blush

to do that

at her. “He’s too

Timothy couldn’t but twitch his mouth corners. He didn’t do anything but still was

said, “You have so many pretty secretaries outside. You can ask any of them to come

glinting at Florence with his

like you

Couldn’t he stop saying such

dared not to

have work to do. For such a simple

might have forgotten whom my hand was

bandaged like a mummy’s, looking at Florence as if he

conscience was

Then she

“You don’t

problem. It’s convenient in

into a smile. She didn’t want

feeling a bit lost. It seemed that the same trick

sat straightened like a primary school student next to Ernest, turning the pages

progress

“Knock. Knock. Knock.”

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

up. Ernest grabbed her hand and

eyes sparkled, feeling

I’m sitting here and it’s not good that

in this way,

in a low but

she did

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

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

make herself invisible. She sat

however, didn’t have such self-consciousness at all. His tall figure leaned over to Florence, their shoulders

under the

voice, “Excuse me, Mr. Hawkins. They are talking to you.” She wanted him to be

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