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!

said that she was an outsider, now

her face turned burning

her and quickly placed the dishes and bowls on the table and then quickly left the room

after today’s accident that Florence was the only special one

to play

Florence knew how

Ernest, he would pick on him/her until he/she

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

a bad mood and had a poor appetite, so she

also lost his appetite and he put down his chopsticks

only one to enjoy the dishes. But as Charlotte and Ernest had finished the breakfast, she felt embarrassed to eat

the breakfast time ended

a glance at Charlotte again during

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

“Okay.” Florence replied quickly.

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

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

as if she was about to cry at the next

looking at Charlotte’s pitiful

Florence felt a bit uncomfortable when hearing the

it’s hard for him to be close with others. Don’t think too much about it. When staying in the villa, try not to make contact with

showed 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 be

the villa for Ernest, but not for being

show it on her face. She nodded her head

relieved and then walked

video conference. He was wearing headphones and

and gently put the

prepared to

looked towards her. He took of the headphones and said to her, “This conference will last for several hours. If you feel boring, you can go out

want to delay his conference and

bank car on the dresser. Take it. You

said as it was a natural thing and Florence