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!

an outsider, now even his assistant also

extremely embarrassed and her face turned burning

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

accident that Florence was the only special

that he only needed to play

gloomy face, Florence knew how she felt inwardly.

someone angered Ernest, he would pick

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

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

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

as Charlotte and Ernest had finished

breakfast time

hadn’t taken a glance at Charlotte again during the

go

“Okay.” Florence replied quickly.

She sat at the table

a cup of coffee at her hand, she suddenly said, “Florence, Ernest

choked with grievance as if she was about to cry at

when looking at Charlotte’s pitiful look, she found

felt a bit uncomfortable when hearing

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

had a bad temper and never showed mercy to outsiders, so Charlotte

and it was unnecessary for Charlotte to be

immediately turned gloomy. She came to the villa for Ernest, but not for

show it on her face. She nodded her

felt relieved and then

entered the study, she saw that Ernest was having a video conference. He was wearing headphones and spoke a language that she didn’t

put the coffee and

prepared to

headphones and said to her, “This conference will last for several hours. If you feel boring, you can go out and

want to delay his conference and hurriedly nodded

a bank car on the dresser. Take it. You can buy anything you

said as it was a natural thing and Florence uncontrollably thought of the supreme