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,

embarrassed and her face turned burning hot with anger brewing in

and bowls on the table and then quickly left the room

accident that Florence was the only

needed to play up to Florence

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

angered Ernest, he would pick on

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

a bad mood and had a

appetite and he put

and Ernest had finished the breakfast, she felt embarrassed to eat too

the breakfast time ended

hadn’t taken a glance at Charlotte again

go to the study. Send

“Okay.” Florence replied quickly.

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

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

as if she was about to

when looking at Charlotte’s pitiful look, she found it hard to utter

Florence felt a bit uncomfortable when hearing the

be close with others. Don’t think too much about it. When staying

the one hand, Ernest actually had a bad temper and never showed mercy to outsiders, so Charlotte would only be embarrassed if she tried to

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

gloomy. She came to the villa

it

felt relieved and then walked upstairs with

she saw that Ernest was having a video

put the coffee and fruit in

then prepared to leave

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

his conference and hurriedly nodded

the dresser. Take it. You can

it was a natural thing and Florence uncontrollably thought