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!

an outsider, now even his assistant also said

embarrassed and her face turned burning hot with anger brewing

her and quickly placed the dishes and bowls on the table and then quickly left the room under Ernest’s

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

he only needed to play up to

Florence knew how she

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

all. Florence could only say to her with a smile, “Come here to

and had a poor appetite, so she just casually

the table, Ernest also lost his appetite and he

one to enjoy the dishes. But as Charlotte and Ernest had finished the breakfast, she felt embarrassed to

the breakfast

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

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

“Okay.” Florence replied quickly.

she was transparent. She sat at the table and was

a cup of coffee at her

grievance as if she was about to cry at the

comfort her under such condition. But when looking

a bit uncomfortable when hearing

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

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

fiancé and it was unnecessary for Charlotte

to the villa

inwardly but she didn’t show it on her face. She

and then walked upstairs with the

having a video conference. He was wearing headphones

put the coffee

then prepared

to her, “This conference will last for several hours. If you feel boring, you can go out

to delay his conference and

a bank car on the dresser. Take it. You can buy anything you

natural thing and Florence