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, now even his

face turned

Timothy ignored her and quickly placed the dishes and bowls on the table and then

that Florence was

play

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

angered Ernest, he would pick on him/her

all. Florence could only say to

mood and had a poor appetite, so she just casually took

the table, Ernest also lost his appetite and he

dishes. But as Charlotte and Ernest had finished

the breakfast time

taken a glance at Charlotte again during the whole breakfast and totally

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

“Okay.” Florence replied quickly.

as if she was transparent. She sat at the table

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

if she was about

But when looking at Charlotte’s pitiful look, she

a bit uncomfortable when hearing the word

close with others.

mercy to outsiders, so Charlotte would only be embarrassed if she tried to approach

hand, Ernest was not Florence’s real fiancé and it was unnecessary for Charlotte to

came to the villa for Ernest, but not

show it on her face.

felt relieved and then walked upstairs

Ernest was having a video

put the coffee and fruit in front of

then prepared to

Ernest suddenly looked towards her. He took of the headphones and said to her, “This conference will

want to delay his conference

dresser. Take it. You can

a natural thing and