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!

was an outsider,

and her face turned burning hot with anger brewing

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

accident that Florence was the only special one

that he only needed to play

face, Florence knew how

someone angered Ernest, he would pick on him/her

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

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

also lost his appetite and he put down his

But as Charlotte and Ernest had finished the

the breakfast time

at Charlotte again during the whole breakfast

go to the study. Send me a cup of coffee

“Okay.” Florence replied quickly.

She sat at the

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

choked with grievance as if she was about to cry at

when looking at

a bit uncomfortable when hearing the word

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

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

was not Florence’s real fiancé and it

immediately turned gloomy. She came to the

she didn’t show it on her face. She nodded her head

felt relieved and then walked upstairs with

study, she saw that Ernest was having a video conference. He was wearing headphones and

walked lightly and gently put the coffee and fruit in

then prepared to

and said to her, “This conference will last for several hours. If you

his conference and hurriedly

bank car on the dresser. Take it. You can buy

said as it was a natural thing and