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, now even

and her face turned burning hot with anger brewing in

Timothy ignored her and quickly placed the dishes and bowls on

Florence was the only

play up to Florence in the

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

pick on him/her until he/she

only say to her with a smile, “Come here to

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

outsider at the table, Ernest also lost his appetite and he

Charlotte and Ernest had finished the breakfast, she felt embarrassed to eat

breakfast

hadn’t taken a glance at Charlotte again

and said to Florence, “I’ll go to the study.

“Okay.” Florence replied quickly.

ignored as if she was transparent. She sat at the table

go upstairs with a cup of coffee at

grievance as if she was about to cry at the next

looking at Charlotte’s pitiful look,

reasons, Florence felt a bit uncomfortable when

be close with others. Don’t think too much

bad temper and never showed mercy to outsiders, so

the other hand, Ernest was not Florence’s real fiancé and it was

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

didn’t show it on her face. She nodded her head

felt relieved and then walked upstairs

Ernest was having a video conference. He was wearing

the coffee and

then prepared to leave

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

to delay his conference and hurriedly nodded her

the dresser. Take it. You can buy

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