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, now even

turned burning

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

Florence was the only

that he only needed to play up to Florence in the

gloomy face, Florence knew how

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

all. Florence could only say to her with

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 put down his chopsticks after a short

to enjoy the dishes. But as Charlotte and Ernest had

breakfast time ended

at Charlotte again during the whole breakfast

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

“Okay.” Florence replied quickly.

was totally ignored as if she was transparent. She sat at

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

choked with grievance as if she was about to

her under such condition. But when looking at

Florence felt a bit uncomfortable when hearing the word

with others. Don’t think too

hand, Ernest actually had a bad temper and never showed mercy to outsiders,

Florence’s real fiancé and

gloomy. She came to the villa for Ernest,

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

then walked upstairs with the

that Ernest was having a video conference.

walked lightly and gently put the coffee

prepared to leave

to her, “This conference will

conference and hurriedly

the dresser. Take it. You

a natural thing and Florence uncontrollably thought