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

face turned burning hot with anger brewing

on the

now understood thoroughly after today’s accident that Florence

only needed to play up to Florence

Florence knew how

angered Ernest, he would pick on him/her

Charlotte was her sister after all. Florence could only say

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

lost his appetite and he put down his chopsticks after a

was the only one to enjoy the dishes. But as Charlotte and

the breakfast time ended

a glance at Charlotte again during the whole

to Florence, “I’ll go to the study. Send me

“Okay.” Florence replied quickly.

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

was about to go upstairs with a cup of

with grievance as if she was

was supposed to comfort her under such condition. But when looking at Charlotte’s pitiful look, she found it hard to utter

felt a bit uncomfortable when hearing the

her 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 it. When staying in the villa, try not to make contact with Ernest and just stay by my

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

not Florence’s real fiancé and it was unnecessary for Charlotte to be too intimate

She came to the villa for Ernest, but not

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

and then walked upstairs with the

was having a video conference. He was wearing

and gently put the coffee

then prepared to leave

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

want to delay his conference and hurriedly

Take it. You can buy anything you

thing and Florence