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!

that she was an outsider, now even his

turned burning hot with anger brewing in her

and bowls on the table and

thoroughly after today’s accident that Florence was

to play up to Florence in the

face, Florence knew

Ernest, he would pick on him/her

all. Florence could only say to her

was in a bad mood and

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

and Ernest had

breakfast time

glance at Charlotte again during

said to Florence, “I’ll go to the study. Send me a cup of

“Okay.” Florence replied quickly.

was totally ignored as if she was transparent. She sat at the

a long while, when seeing that Florence was about to go upstairs with a cup of coffee

if she was about to cry

under such condition. But when looking at Charlotte’s pitiful look, she found

reasons, Florence felt a bit

others. Don’t think too much about it. When staying in the villa, try not to make contact with Ernest and just stay

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

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

immediately turned gloomy. She came to the villa for Ernest, but

didn’t show it on her face. She nodded her head

then walked upstairs

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

put the coffee and fruit in front

prepared

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

conference and hurriedly

a bank car on the dresser. Take it. You can buy anything

as it was a natural thing and Florence uncontrollably