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

her, he

“For what?”

Florence stood motionlessly.

of him. “Turn

she was almost lured by Ernest when sitting on

to do

up at her.

twitch his mouth

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

squinted, glinting at Florence with his deep

like you

Couldn’t he stop saying such

in panic, dared not

Hawkins, I really have work to do. For such a

forgotten whom my

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

was stabbed

she took a stool and put

“You don’t need to be so

It’s convenient in

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

his lips, feeling a bit lost. It seemed

turning the pages for him. They cooperated with each

progress went on

“Knock. Knock. Knock.”

knocks on the door,

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

eyes sparkled, feeling

not good that they’ll see it. They’ll

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

but seductive tone,

did

up and found a few search executives were

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

She sat

all. His tall figure leaned over to Florence,

hand grabbed her small hand under the desk, playing with it in his big

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

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