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

he said, “Come

“For what?”

Florence stood motionlessly.

of him.

Ernest when sitting on his lap last night, Florence would blush in shyness

to do that

at her. “He’s too

twitch his mouth corners. He didn’t do anything

secretaries outside. You can ask any of them to come in.

glinting at Florence with his

I like you

beat. Couldn’t he stop saying

dared not to look

such a simple

have forgotten whom my

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

conscience was

hesitated, looking around in the huge office. Then she took a stool

squinting. “You don’t need to be so

problem. It’s convenient in

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

his lips, feeling a bit lost. It seemed that the same trick

a primary school student next to Ernest, turning the

progress went on

“Knock. Knock. Knock.”

a few knocks on the door, and a few senior

about to stand up.

sparkled, feeling

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

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

low but seductive

she did mind

and wanted to argue with him, but she looked up and found a few

ambiguous attitude, they would surely

best to make herself invisible. She

have such self-consciousness at all. His tall figure leaned over to Florence, their shoulders almost

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

“Excuse me, Mr. Hawkins. They are talking to you.” She wanted him to be more concentrated and let

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