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 even

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

on the table and then quickly left the

thoroughly after today’s accident that Florence

he only needed to play up to Florence in the

face, Florence knew how she

angered Ernest, he would pick on him/her until he/she

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

obviously she was in a bad mood and had a poor

his appetite and he put down

enjoy the dishes. But as Charlotte and Ernest had

breakfast time

glance at Charlotte again during the whole

to Florence, “I’ll go to

“Okay.” Florence replied quickly.

totally ignored as if she was transparent. She sat

go upstairs with a cup of coffee at her

grievance as if she was about to cry at

her under such condition. But when looking at Charlotte’s pitiful

reasons, Florence felt a bit

said, “It’s Ernest temperament and it’s hard for him to be close with others. Don’t think too much about it. When

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

other hand, Ernest was not Florence’s real fiancé and it was unnecessary for Charlotte to

immediately turned gloomy. She came to the villa for

angry inwardly but she didn’t show it

relieved and then walked upstairs

was having a video conference. He was wearing headphones and spoke a language that she

the coffee and fruit in front

then prepared

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

didn’t want to delay his conference and hurriedly nodded her head,

a bank car on the dresser. Take

thing and