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!

outsider, now even his assistant also

her face turned burning hot with anger brewing

and bowls on the table and then quickly

Florence was

only needed to play

knew how she felt inwardly. She

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

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

and

at the table, Ernest also lost his appetite and he put down his chopsticks after

as Charlotte and Ernest had finished the breakfast, she

the breakfast

hadn’t taken a glance at Charlotte again

go to the study. Send

“Okay.” Florence replied quickly.

was transparent. She sat at the table and was

when seeing that Florence was about to go upstairs with a cup of coffee at her hand, she suddenly said,

grievance as if she was about to

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

bit

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 contact with Ernest and just stay by

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

the other hand, Ernest was not Florence’s real fiancé and it was unnecessary for Charlotte

immediately turned gloomy. She came to the villa for Ernest, but not for being Florence’s

she didn’t show it on her face. She

then walked upstairs with the

video conference. He was wearing headphones and spoke a

walked lightly and gently put the coffee and fruit

then prepared to

of the headphones and said to her, “This conference

want to delay his conference and hurriedly nodded her head,

dresser. Take it. You can buy anything

thing and