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,

extremely embarrassed and her face turned burning hot with

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

now understood thoroughly after today’s accident that Florence was

that he only needed to play up to Florence in

Charlotte’s gloomy face, Florence knew

would pick on him/her until he/she

say to her

But obviously she was in a bad mood and had a

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

the only one to enjoy the dishes. But as Charlotte and Ernest

breakfast

again

Florence, “I’ll go to the study. Send

“Okay.” Florence replied quickly.

she was transparent. She sat at the

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

grievance as if she was about to cry

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

bit uncomfortable when hearing the word

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

never showed mercy to outsiders, so Charlotte would only be embarrassed if

Florence’s real fiancé and it was unnecessary for Charlotte to be

the villa for Ernest, but

she didn’t show it on her face. She

then walked

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

the coffee and fruit in front

prepared to leave

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

his conference and hurriedly nodded

car on the dresser. Take it. You can

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