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!

was an outsider,

her face turned burning hot with anger brewing in her

bowls on the table and then quickly left the room under Ernest’s cold

today’s accident that Florence

needed to play up

gloomy face, Florence knew how she

he would pick on him/her until he/she was extremely

all. Florence could only say to

bad mood and had a poor appetite, so

Ernest also lost his appetite and he put down his chopsticks

as Charlotte and Ernest had finished the breakfast, she felt embarrassed

the breakfast

at Charlotte again during the whole

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

“Okay.” Florence replied quickly.

was totally ignored as if she was transparent. She sat at

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

choked with grievance as if she was about to cry at the next

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

bit uncomfortable

be close with others. Don’t think too much about it. When staying

never showed mercy to outsiders, so

Florence’s real fiancé and it was unnecessary for Charlotte

gloomy. She came to the villa for Ernest, but not

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

felt relieved and then walked upstairs with the

she saw that Ernest was having a video conference. He was

gently put the coffee and fruit in front of

then prepared

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

delay his conference and hurriedly

Take it.

it was a natural thing and Florence