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,

felt extremely embarrassed and her face turned burning hot with anger brewing in her

and quickly placed the dishes and bowls on the table and then

that Florence was the only special one

to play up to Florence

knew how she

he would pick on him/her until he/she was extremely

after all. Florence could only say

and had a poor appetite, so she just casually took some

his appetite

enjoy the dishes. But as Charlotte and Ernest

the breakfast time

again during the whole breakfast

“I’ll go to the study. Send me

“Okay.” Florence replied quickly.

was transparent. She sat at the table and was shrouded in

Florence was about to go upstairs with a cup of coffee

she was about to cry at the next

such condition. But when looking at Charlotte’s pitiful look,

bit uncomfortable when hearing the word

temperament and it’s hard for him to be close with others. Don’t think too much about it. When

bad temper and never showed mercy to outsiders, so Charlotte

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

She came to the

angry inwardly but she didn’t show it on her face. She

then walked

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

gently put the coffee and fruit in front of

then prepared to leave

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

conference and hurriedly nodded

the dresser. Take it.

thing and Florence uncontrollably