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, now even his assistant

her face turned burning hot with

and quickly placed the dishes and bowls on the table

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

he only needed to play up to Florence

knew

someone angered Ernest, he would pick on

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

obviously she was in a bad mood and had a poor appetite, so she just

outsider at the table, Ernest also lost his appetite and he

But as Charlotte and Ernest had finished the breakfast,

breakfast time ended

again during

“I’ll go to the study. Send

“Okay.” Florence replied quickly.

ignored as if she was transparent. She sat

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

with grievance as if she was about to cry at the next

But when looking at Charlotte’s pitiful look, she found it hard to

a bit uncomfortable when

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 staying in the villa, try not to make

showed mercy to outsiders, so Charlotte

real fiancé and it was unnecessary for Charlotte to be too intimate

came to the villa for

was angry inwardly but she didn’t show it

felt relieved and then walked upstairs with the

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

put the coffee and fruit

then prepared to

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

delay his conference and hurriedly nodded her head,

dresser. Take it. You can buy anything you

it was a natural thing and Florence uncontrollably