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!

said that she was an outsider, now even his assistant also

her face turned burning hot with anger brewing

bowls on the table and then quickly left the room

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

needed to play up to Florence in the

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

pick on

say to her with a smile, “Come here to

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

the table, Ernest also lost his appetite and he put down his chopsticks after a

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

the breakfast

glance at Charlotte again during the whole breakfast and

go to the study. Send me

“Okay.” Florence replied quickly.

transparent. She sat at the

about to go upstairs with a cup of coffee

as if she was about to cry at the

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

reasons, Florence felt a bit uncomfortable

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

mercy to outsiders, so Charlotte

Florence’s real fiancé and

to the villa for Ernest, but not for being Florence’s

but she didn’t show it on

and then walked

saw that Ernest was having a video

put the coffee

prepared to leave

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

conference and

Take it. You can buy

it was a natural thing and Florence uncontrollably thought