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!

she was an outsider, now even his assistant also

embarrassed and her face turned burning hot with anger

the dishes and bowls on the table

understood thoroughly after today’s accident that Florence

needed to play

knew how she felt inwardly. She

he would pick

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

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

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

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

the breakfast time ended

hadn’t taken a glance at Charlotte again during the whole breakfast and

stood to his feet and said to Florence, “I’ll go to

“Okay.” Florence replied quickly.

transparent. She sat at the table and was shrouded

go upstairs with a

choked with grievance as if she was about

under such condition. But when looking

a bit

lips into a straight line and then said, “It’s Ernest temperament and it’s hard for him to be close with others. Don’t think too much about

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

fiancé and it was unnecessary for Charlotte to be too intimate with

She came to the

inwardly but she didn’t show it on her face. She nodded her

and then walked

a video conference. He was wearing headphones and spoke a language that she didn’t

lightly and gently put the coffee and fruit in

then prepared to

the headphones and said to her, “This conference will last for several hours. If

want to delay his conference and hurriedly

the dresser. Take it. You can buy anything

a natural thing and Florence uncontrollably thought