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.

care about it at

at her, he

“For what?”

Florence stood motionlessly.

of

was almost lured by Ernest when sitting

ask Timothy to do that for

up at

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

pretty secretaries outside. You can ask any of them to come in. And they are quite

glinting at Florence with his deep eyes

I like

beat. Couldn’t he stop saying such ambiguous

dared not to look

a simple job

might have forgotten whom my

looking at Florence as if

was stabbed

she took a

squinting. “You

convenient in this

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

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

like a primary school student next to Ernest, turning the pages for him. They cooperated with

work progress

“Knock. Knock. Knock.”

knocks on the door, and a

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

eyes sparkled,

and it’s not good that they’ll see it. They’ll

had been ambiguous enough. If it went on in this way, it was the

a low but seductive

she did mind

him, but she looked up and found a few search executives were looking at her and Ernest, their eyes full

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

up in depression, trying her best to make herself invisible. She sat there

all. His tall figure leaned over to Florence, their shoulders almost attaching to

hand grabbed her small hand under the desk, playing with

She said in a low voice, “Excuse me, Mr. Hawkins. They are talking to you.” She wanted him to be more concentrated and

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