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!

said that she was an outsider, now

her face turned burning hot with anger brewing

ignored her and quickly placed the dishes and bowls on the table

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

needed to play up to Florence in the

face, Florence knew how she felt inwardly. She sighed

would pick on him/her until he/she was extremely

say to her with

mood and had a poor

table, Ernest also lost his appetite and he put down

as Charlotte and Ernest had finished the breakfast,

the breakfast

hadn’t taken a glance at Charlotte again during the whole breakfast and

go to the study. Send me a cup of coffee

“Okay.” Florence replied quickly.

transparent. She sat at the table

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

if she was about to

her under such condition. But when looking at Charlotte’s pitiful look, she found it

felt a bit

her lips 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 villa, try not to make contact with

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

Ernest was not Florence’s real fiancé and it was unnecessary for Charlotte

immediately turned gloomy. She came to the villa for Ernest,

it on her face. She nodded her head obediently,

and then

she entered the study, she saw that Ernest was having a video conference.

the coffee and fruit in front of

prepared to

conference

didn’t want to delay his conference and

car on the dresser. Take it.

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