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 said,

“For what?”

Florence stood motionlessly.

front of him. “Turn the pages

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

Timothy to do

at her. “He’s

twitch his mouth corners. He didn’t do anything

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

squinted, glinting at Florence with his deep

like

Couldn’t he stop saying

blushed in panic, dared not to look

really have work to do. For such a simple job to

you might have forgotten whom my hand

bandaged like a mummy’s, looking at Florence as

was

in the huge office. Then she took a stool

squinting. “You don’t need to

convenient in

twitched her lips into a smile. She didn’t

feeling a bit lost. It seemed that the same

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

progress went on

“Knock. Knock. Knock.”

few knocks on the door,

put down her work and was about to stand up. Ernest grabbed her

sparkled,

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

ambiguous enough. If it went on in this way,

but seductive tone, “I

she did

she looked up and found a few search executives were

kept talking with her in such an ambiguous attitude, they

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

at all. His tall figure leaned over

hand under the desk, playing with it in his big

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

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