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,

embarrassed and her face turned burning hot

quickly placed the dishes and bowls on the table

now understood thoroughly after today’s accident that Florence was the only special one in

only needed to play up to Florence

face, Florence knew how she felt inwardly. She

pick on him/her until he/she was

was her sister after all. Florence could only say

seated herself. But obviously she was in a bad mood and had a poor appetite, so

also lost his appetite and he put down

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

breakfast time ended

hadn’t taken a glance at Charlotte again during the

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

“Okay.” Florence replied quickly.

she was transparent. She sat at the table and was

upstairs with a cup of coffee at her hand, she

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

when looking at

reasons, Florence felt a bit uncomfortable when hearing the word

with others. Don’t think too much about it. When staying in the villa,

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

real fiancé and it was unnecessary for Charlotte to be too intimate with

the

but she didn’t show it on her

and then walked

study, she saw that Ernest was having a video conference.

gently put the coffee and

then prepared to

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

delay his conference and hurriedly nodded her head,

the dresser. Take it. You can

and Florence