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 his

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

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

thoroughly after today’s accident that Florence was the only special one in Ernest’s

to play up to Florence

gloomy face, Florence knew how she felt inwardly. She sighed

someone angered Ernest, he would pick

could only say to her with a

herself. But obviously she was in a bad mood and had a poor appetite, so

outsider at the table, Ernest also lost his appetite and he put down his chopsticks after a short

and Ernest had finished the breakfast,

breakfast

again during the whole breakfast and

go to the study. Send me a cup

“Okay.” Florence replied quickly.

transparent. She sat at the table

about to go upstairs with a cup of coffee at her hand, she suddenly said, “Florence, Ernest don’t like me,

if she was about

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

felt a bit uncomfortable when hearing

“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

had a bad temper and never showed mercy to outsiders, so

real fiancé and it was unnecessary for Charlotte to be too

to the villa for Ernest, but not for

it on her face. She nodded her head

relieved and then walked upstairs

having a video conference. He was wearing headphones

gently put the coffee and fruit

then prepared to leave

“This conference will last for several hours. If you feel

to delay his conference and hurriedly nodded

a bank car on the dresser. Take

said as it was a natural thing and