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

extremely embarrassed and her face turned burning hot with anger brewing in her

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

thoroughly after today’s accident that Florence was the only special

he only needed to play up to Florence in the

face, Florence knew

pick on him/her until he/she was extremely

say to

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

Ernest also lost his appetite and

But as Charlotte and

breakfast

taken a glance at Charlotte again during the whole breakfast and totally

stood to his feet and said to Florence, “I’ll go to the study. Send me a cup of

“Okay.” Florence replied quickly.

ignored as if she was transparent. She sat at the table and

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

grievance as if she was about to cry

supposed to comfort her under such condition. But when looking at

bit uncomfortable when hearing the word

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

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

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

She came to the villa for Ernest, but not for being Florence’s

didn’t show it on her face. She

and then walked upstairs with

Ernest was having a video conference. He

gently put the

then prepared to

of the headphones and said to her, “This conference will last for several hours. If

didn’t want to delay his conference and

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

thing and Florence uncontrollably