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

turned burning

and bowls on the table and then quickly left the room under Ernest’s

after today’s accident that Florence

to play up to Florence in

gloomy face, Florence knew how she felt

would pick on him/her until he/she was

sister after all. Florence could only say to her with a smile, “Come here to

and had a poor appetite, so she

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

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

breakfast time

hadn’t taken a glance at Charlotte again during

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

“Okay.” Florence replied quickly.

if she was transparent. She sat at

that Florence was about to go upstairs with a cup of coffee at her

choked with grievance as if she was about to

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

reasons, Florence felt a bit uncomfortable when hearing the

said, “It’s 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 Ernest and

temper and never showed mercy to outsiders, so

fiancé and it was unnecessary for Charlotte to be too

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

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

felt relieved and then

video conference. He

the coffee and fruit

prepared

of the headphones and said to her, “This conference will

his conference and hurriedly nodded

dresser. Take it. You can buy anything

thing and Florence uncontrollably thought of the supreme black