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,

face turned burning

her and quickly placed the dishes and bowls on

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

only needed to play up to

Charlotte’s gloomy face, Florence knew how she felt inwardly. She

Ernest, he would pick on

after all. Florence could only say to her with a smile,

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

appetite and he put

the dishes. But as Charlotte and Ernest had finished the breakfast, she felt

the breakfast time ended

a glance at Charlotte again during the whole breakfast

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

“Okay.” Florence replied quickly.

was transparent. She

a long while, when seeing that Florence was about to go upstairs with a cup

she was about to

comfort her under such condition. But when looking at Charlotte’s pitiful

no reasons, Florence felt a bit

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

Ernest actually had a bad temper and never showed mercy to outsiders, so Charlotte would only be embarrassed

real fiancé and it was

came to the villa for Ernest, but

show it on her face. She

then

having a video conference. He was wearing headphones and spoke a

gently put the coffee and fruit in front of

prepared to leave

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

to delay his conference and

bank car on the dresser. Take it. You

thing and Florence uncontrollably thought of the