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!

an outsider,

and her face turned burning hot with anger

the dishes and bowls on the table and then quickly left the room

Florence was

that he only needed to play up

face, Florence knew how

he would pick on

could only say

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

also lost his appetite and he put down his chopsticks after

enjoy the dishes. But as Charlotte and Ernest had finished the breakfast, she

the breakfast

a glance at Charlotte again during

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

“Okay.” Florence replied quickly.

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

go upstairs with a cup

as if she was about to

such condition. But when looking at Charlotte’s pitiful look, she found it hard to utter

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 staying

and never showed mercy to outsiders,

was not Florence’s real fiancé and it was unnecessary for Charlotte to be too intimate with

came to the villa for Ernest, but not

it on her face. She nodded

relieved and then walked upstairs

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

and gently put the coffee and fruit in front

prepared to

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

want to delay his conference and hurriedly

Take it. You can

said as it was a natural thing and Florence uncontrollably thought