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!

was an outsider, now even his

her face turned burning hot with anger brewing in

bowls on the table and then quickly left the room under Ernest’s

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

needed to play

Florence knew how she felt inwardly. She sighed

angered Ernest, he would pick on

only say to her with a smile, “Come here

mood and had a poor appetite,

his appetite and he put

to enjoy the dishes. But as Charlotte and Ernest had finished

the breakfast

again during the whole breakfast

go to

“Okay.” Florence replied quickly.

She sat at the

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

choked with grievance as if she was

when looking at Charlotte’s pitiful

no reasons, Florence felt a bit uncomfortable when hearing

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

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

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

immediately turned gloomy. She came to the villa for Ernest, but not for

show it on her face. She nodded her head obediently,

and then walked upstairs with the

saw that Ernest was having a video conference.

lightly and gently put the coffee and fruit in

then prepared to

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

conference and hurriedly nodded

Take

it was a natural thing and Florence uncontrollably thought