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!

that she was an outsider, now

turned burning

the dishes and bowls on

accident that Florence was the only

only needed to play up to Florence

Charlotte’s gloomy face, Florence knew how

angered Ernest, he would pick on

Charlotte was her sister after all. Florence could only say to her

and had a poor appetite,

at the table, Ernest also lost his appetite and he

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

breakfast time ended

taken a glance at Charlotte again

to Florence, “I’ll go to the study. Send me

“Okay.” Florence replied quickly.

totally ignored as if she was transparent. She sat at the table and

that Florence was about to go upstairs with a cup of coffee at her hand, she suddenly said, “Florence, Ernest don’t like

as if she was about to cry at the

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

felt a bit uncomfortable when

Ernest temperament and it’s hard for him to be close with others. Don’t think too much about it. When staying in

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

real fiancé and it was unnecessary for

expressions immediately turned gloomy. She came to the villa for Ernest, but

was angry inwardly but she didn’t show it on her face. She nodded her head obediently,

and then walked upstairs

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

gently put the coffee and fruit

then prepared

looked towards her. He took of the headphones and said to her, “This conference will last for several hours. If

delay his conference and hurriedly nodded

the dresser. Take it.

and Florence uncontrollably thought of the supreme