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!

that she was an outsider,

and her face turned burning

placed the dishes and bowls on the table and then quickly left the room under

Florence

needed to play up to

gloomy face, Florence knew

he would pick on him/her until he/she

Charlotte was her sister after all. Florence could only say

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

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

the only one to enjoy the dishes. But as Charlotte and

the breakfast time

taken a glance at Charlotte again

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

“Okay.” Florence replied quickly.

was transparent. She sat at

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

she was

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

felt a bit uncomfortable when

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 to make contact with

never showed mercy to outsiders, so Charlotte would

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

the villa for

show it on her

and then walked upstairs with the

she saw that Ernest was having a video conference.

put the

prepared to leave

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

didn’t want to delay his conference

dresser. Take

said as it was a natural thing and Florence