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!

that she was an outsider, now even his assistant also

her face turned burning hot with anger brewing

and bowls on the table and then

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

to play up

gloomy face, Florence knew how she felt

pick on him/her until he/she was extremely

Charlotte was her sister after all. Florence could only say

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

appetite and he put down his chopsticks after a

the dishes. But as Charlotte and Ernest had finished

breakfast time

hadn’t taken a glance at Charlotte again during

to Florence, “I’ll go to the study. Send me a cup of

“Okay.” Florence replied quickly.

transparent. She sat at the

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

was about to

under such condition. But when looking

reasons, Florence felt a bit uncomfortable when

into a straight 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

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

fiancé and it was unnecessary for Charlotte to be too

She came to the villa

it on her face.

and then

a video conference. He was wearing

put the coffee and fruit in front of

prepared to leave

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

want to delay his conference and hurriedly nodded

on the dresser. Take it. You can

a natural thing and Florence uncontrollably thought of the supreme