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

turned burning hot with anger brewing

on

that Florence was the only special one

he only needed to play

Florence knew how she felt inwardly. She sighed

he would pick on him/her until

could only say to her with a smile, “Come here

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

also lost his appetite and he put down his chopsticks after

one to enjoy the dishes. But as Charlotte and Ernest had finished the breakfast, she felt embarrassed to eat too

breakfast time ended

Charlotte again

his feet and said to Florence, “I’ll go to the study. Send

“Okay.” Florence replied quickly.

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

when seeing that Florence was about to go upstairs with a cup of coffee at her hand, she suddenly said, “Florence, Ernest don’t

grievance as if she was about

looking at Charlotte’s pitiful

reasons, Florence felt a bit uncomfortable when hearing

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

actually had a bad temper and never showed mercy to

Ernest was not Florence’s real fiancé and it was unnecessary for

to the villa for Ernest, but not for being Florence’s

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

and then walked upstairs with

study, she saw that Ernest was having a video conference. He was wearing headphones and spoke

lightly and gently put the coffee and

prepared

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

to delay his conference and hurriedly nodded

car on the dresser. Take it.

thing and