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 her, he said, “Come

“For what?”

Florence stood motionlessly.

in front of him. “Turn the pages for

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

ask Timothy to do that for

at her.

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

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

at Florence with his deep eyes

I like you

heart skipped a beat. Couldn’t he stop saying

in panic, dared not to look at

For such a simple job

have forgotten whom

was bandaged like a mummy’s, looking at Florence as

conscience was stabbed

the huge office. Then she

squinting. “You don’t need to be

It’s convenient

smile. She didn’t want

pursed his lips, feeling a bit lost. It seemed

next to Ernest, turning the pages for him. They cooperated

progress went

“Knock. Knock. Knock.”

few knocks on the door, and a few senior executives

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

eyes sparkled, feeling

I’m sitting here and it’s not good

this way, it was

but seductive tone, “I

she did mind

and found a few

ambiguous attitude, they would surely mistake

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

at all. His tall figure leaned over to Florence,

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

Hawkins. They are talking to you.” She wanted him to be more concentrated

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