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

turned burning hot with

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

after today’s accident that Florence

play up to Florence in the

face, Florence knew how she felt

Ernest, he would pick on

could only say to her with a smile,

in a bad mood and had a

his appetite and he

the dishes. But as Charlotte and Ernest

the breakfast time ended

again during the whole

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

“Okay.” Florence replied quickly.

as if she was transparent. She

seeing that Florence was about to go upstairs with a cup of

choked with grievance as if she was about to

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

no reasons, Florence felt a bit uncomfortable

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 contact with Ernest and just stay by

temper and never showed mercy to outsiders, so

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

to the villa

was angry inwardly but she didn’t show it on

and then

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

lightly and gently put the coffee and

prepared

took of the headphones and said to her, “This conference will last for several hours. If you feel boring, you can go

conference and hurriedly nodded her

bank car on the dresser. Take it. You can

said as it was a natural thing and Florence uncontrollably thought of the supreme