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!

outsider,

face turned burning hot with anger brewing

bowls on the table and then quickly left the room under Ernest’s

accident that Florence was the only

to play up

gloomy face, Florence knew how she felt inwardly. She

would pick

her sister after all. Florence could only say to her with a smile, “Come here

seated herself. But obviously she was in a bad mood and had a poor appetite, so she just

Ernest also lost his appetite

one to enjoy the dishes. But as Charlotte and Ernest had finished the breakfast,

the breakfast

glance at Charlotte again during

his feet and said to Florence, “I’ll go to the study. Send

“Okay.” Florence replied quickly.

transparent. She sat at the table and was shrouded

long while, when seeing that Florence was about to go upstairs with a cup of coffee at her hand, she suddenly said,

she was

supposed to comfort her under such condition. But when looking at

bit

to be close with others. Don’t think too much about it. When staying in the villa, try

temper and never showed mercy to outsiders, so Charlotte would only be embarrassed if she

other hand, Ernest was not Florence’s real fiancé and

the villa for

inwardly but she didn’t show it on

and then

the study, she saw that Ernest was having a video conference. He was wearing headphones and spoke a

and gently put the

prepared to

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

didn’t want to delay his conference and hurriedly nodded her

the dresser. Take it. You can buy

and Florence uncontrollably thought