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!

said that she was an outsider, now even his

extremely embarrassed and her face turned burning

her and quickly placed the dishes and bowls on

that Florence was the only special

only needed to play up to Florence in

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

pick on him/her until he/she

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

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

outsider at the table, Ernest also lost his appetite and

Charlotte and

breakfast time

hadn’t taken a glance at Charlotte again

feet and said to Florence, “I’ll go

“Okay.” Florence replied quickly.

was transparent. She

when seeing that Florence was about to go upstairs with a cup of coffee at her hand,

with grievance as if she was

looking

a bit uncomfortable when hearing the word

him to be close with others.

temper and never showed mercy

real fiancé and it was unnecessary

turned gloomy. She came to the villa for Ernest,

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

relieved and then walked upstairs with the

video conference. He was wearing headphones and spoke a language that she

lightly and gently put the coffee and fruit in

then prepared

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

his conference

Take it. You can

natural thing and Florence uncontrollably thought of