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

her, he said,

“For what?”

Florence stood motionlessly.

of him. “Turn the pages

by Ernest when sitting on his lap last night,

Timothy to do that

looked up at her. “He’s

twitch his mouth corners.

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

squinted, glinting at Florence with his deep eyes

I like you

heart skipped a beat. Couldn’t he stop saying

in panic, dared not to

Hawkins, I really have work to do. For such a simple job to turn the pages, you can find

you might have forgotten whom my hand was

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

was stabbed

office. Then she took

squinting. “You don’t need to

convenient in this

smile. She didn’t want

bit lost. It seemed that the

next to Ernest, turning the pages for him. They cooperated with each other very

work progress went on

“Knock. Knock. Knock.”

a few knocks on the door, and a few

was about to stand up. Ernest grabbed her hand and

sparkled, feeling

it’s not good

on in this way, it was

a low but seductive

did

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

talking with her in such an ambiguous attitude,

invisible. She sat there straightened, keeping the little

at all. His tall figure leaned over

hand grabbed her small hand under the

are talking to you.” She wanted him to be more concentrated and let go of

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