My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

Ernest asked unhappily, “Timothy, where’s my breakfast?”

Timothy, who was at the other end of the phone, was a bit sunned and hastily replied, “When I sent you the breakfast, I bumped into Miss Charlotte. She was preparing breakfast and told me that just leave it to her. And she let me go.”

“So you followed her order and left?”

Ernest’s tone of voice became colder and gloomier, “You’re even not clear about who is your boss. Do you want to get fired?”

“Sir, I was wrong.” Timothy instantly admitted his mistake sincerely.

Ernest’s tone was still colder, “Remember my living habits. No one will be an exception for me, except Florence.”

“Yes Sir. I’ll remember it.”

“Send me a breakfast again.” Ernest hung up the phone coldly.

Florence, who was standing by his side, looked at him in a dumbfounded state.

She heard clearly of what he said just now. ‘No one will be an exception, except Florence. So he had been pampering her?

She was a special exception for him?

And this was the reason why he would accompany her to eat street snacks, to eat the unsavory noodles she cooked, and to allow her to use his kitchen…

Florence’s heart suddenly skipped one beat and she felt as if she had been struck by electric shock.

Originally she was quite sure that Ernest had no feelings for her. But now she was not certain of it.

Timothy sent a new breakfast over after a short while. He knew that he had done something wrong and was quite ginger this time, but Ernest still gazed at him coldly.

Timothy felt very stressful.

Charlotte walked forward, “Let me help you.”

As she was speaking, she reached out to the bowls and dishes in the meal box. But Timothy dodged her swiftly.

This time, Timothy was quite resolute. Moreover, he was discontented with Charlotte.

“No need. I can do it by myself. Mr. Hawkins doesn’t like outsiders to touch his food.”

Outsider! Again!

she was an outsider, now even his assistant also

extremely embarrassed and her face turned burning hot with anger brewing

quickly placed the dishes and bowls on the table and

now understood thoroughly after today’s accident that Florence was the only special one in Ernest’s

to play up

seeing Charlotte’s gloomy face, Florence knew how she felt

someone angered Ernest, he would pick

after all. Florence could only say to her with

But obviously she was in a bad mood and had

also lost his appetite and he

to enjoy the dishes. But as Charlotte and Ernest had

the breakfast time ended

a glance at Charlotte again

stood to his feet and said to Florence, “I’ll go to the study. Send me a cup of

“Okay.” Florence replied quickly.

as if she was transparent. She sat at the table and was shrouded in

to go upstairs with a cup of coffee at her hand, she suddenly said,

as if she was about to

such condition. But when looking at Charlotte’s pitiful look, she found it hard to utter

reasons, Florence felt a bit uncomfortable when

and then said, “It’s Ernest temperament and it’s hard for him to be close with others. Don’t think too

the one hand, Ernest actually had a bad temper and never showed mercy to outsiders, so Charlotte

and it was unnecessary for

turned gloomy. She came to the villa for Ernest, but not

show it on her face. She nodded her

felt relieved and then walked upstairs

entered the study, she saw that Ernest was having a video conference. He

the

then prepared

headphones and said to her, “This conference will last for several hours. If you feel boring, you can go

his conference and

bank car on the dresser. Take it.

and Florence uncontrollably