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

face turned burning hot with anger brewing in her

and bowls on the table and then

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

that he only needed to play up to Florence

seeing Charlotte’s gloomy face, Florence knew how she felt inwardly.

pick on him/her

after all. Florence could only say to her

But obviously she was in a bad mood and had a poor appetite, so she just casually took some

his appetite and he put down his chopsticks after a

to enjoy the dishes. But as Charlotte and Ernest

the breakfast

again

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

“Okay.” Florence replied quickly.

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

that Florence was about to go upstairs with a cup of coffee at her hand, she suddenly said, “Florence, Ernest don’t

choked with grievance as if she was about

such condition. But when looking at Charlotte’s pitiful look, she found it hard to utter

Florence felt a bit uncomfortable when hearing the

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

temper and never showed mercy to outsiders, so Charlotte

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

to the villa for Ernest, but

it on

relieved and then walked

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

and gently put the coffee and

prepared to leave

conference

conference

dresser. Take it. You can

and Florence uncontrollably thought of the supreme