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, now even his assistant also said

her face turned burning hot

and quickly placed the dishes and bowls on the table

that Florence was

play up to Florence in

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

angered Ernest, he would pick on him/her until he/she

Charlotte was her sister after all. Florence could only say to

seated herself. But obviously she was in a bad mood and had a

the table, Ernest also lost his appetite and he put

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

breakfast

again during the whole

go to the study. Send me a cup of coffee

“Okay.” Florence replied quickly.

She

go upstairs with a cup of coffee

was about to cry

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

Florence felt a bit uncomfortable when hearing the

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

bad temper and never showed mercy to outsiders, so

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

immediately turned gloomy. She came to the villa

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

then walked upstairs with

entered the study, she saw that Ernest was having a video conference. He was wearing headphones and spoke a language that she

put the coffee and

prepared to leave

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

want to delay his conference and hurriedly nodded her

car on the dresser. Take

and Florence uncontrollably thought of the supreme black