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.

Ernest didn’t care about it at

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,

Timothy to do

at her. “He’s too

but twitch his mouth

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

Florence with

I like

heart skipped a beat. Couldn’t

panic, dared not

a simple job to turn

have forgotten whom my hand was injured

his hand that was bandaged like a mummy’s, looking at

was

she took a stool

looked at her, squinting. “You don’t need to be

convenient in

twitched her lips into a smile. She didn’t want to

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

student next to Ernest, turning

work progress went on

“Knock. Knock. Knock.”

on the door, and a few senior executives walked

was about to stand up. Ernest grabbed her hand and pulled

eyes sparkled, feeling

sitting here and it’s not good that

on in this way, it was the same as adding the fuel to the

in 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

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

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

however, didn’t have such self-consciousness at all. His tall figure leaned

grabbed her small hand under the

She said in a low voice, “Excuse me, Mr. Hawkins. They are talking to you.” She

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