My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

Chapter 185: Dressed up to Attend

Ernest whispered to answer, “Nothing special.”

It was an ordinary banquet but Ernest had ordered such a luxurious dress for her. Florence couldn’t help but think that he was way too wealthy.

While bitching about him, Florence circled the dress for few rounds, appreciating the work from the famous designer.

Then she thought of something and turned around to look at Ernest in worry.

“Mr. Hawkins, if I come home to do my hair and makeup after knocking off, would I be too late for the banquet tonight?”

Ernest pressed his lips. “You still can catch up with it. You can take the dress to the company. The stylist could do your hair and makeup in the company’s dressing room.”

After a pause, he added in a deep voice, “Actually you don’t need to work today. You can take a rest in the morning. In the afternoon, after your modeling is done, we can go there together.”

Such a plan sounded quite good as well.

Florence hesitated for a moment, but she shook her head. “I still have something to deal with in the company. There’s nothing to do at home. I’d better go to the company. Mr. Hawkins, are you going to the company?”

As she said, Florence wondered if Ernest didn’t get up early this morning because he didn’t have the plan to go to the company.

If she went to work alone, she wondered if there would be any transportation.

Looking at Florence’s face, Ernest understood what was on her mind.

The banquet tonight was quite important for him, so he had the plan to take one day off without going to the company. He even had called the stylist to come over for Florence’s modeling this afternoon.

However, Ernest naturally nodded. “Of course, I’ll go to work.”

Florence breathed a sigh of relief. She said with a smile, “Then let’s set off from the company after knocking off, shall we?”

“Sure,” Ernest agreed, nodding.

As usual, after Florence and Ernest arrived at the company, they started working.

After the release, Florence had become a famous designer, so as a consequence, she got more work to do.

However, she still had much freedom. After she made a work plan for the whole day, she tried her best to finish her tasks so that she could go to Anthony for the modeling.

In that case, as soon as they knocked off, she could leave with Ernest directly without wasting his time.

Florence had planned everything well, but there was always an unexpected accident.

“Ring... Ring... Ring...”

rang. She checked the

Phoebe was

to answer the phone. “Hello,

Flory, help me! Come

pain was heard from the other

“Phoebe, what’s wrong with you? What

up. The pain almost killed me. My parents are on a business trip now. I can’t find someone else, so I

to find you right now. Tell me. Where

up her handbag,

Florence leaving, so she followed her hurriedly and asked in confusion, “Florence, what happened?

I’m going to find her,” Florence

left her office without

she stepped into the elevator, she recalled Ernest’s banquet that she agreed to attend with him. It

hurry,

“Beep... Beep... Beep...”

call to be connected for a long while, but nobody

the button to the floor of

office, she saw that Ernest was in a meeting through the half-transparent window of the meeting

in the meeting seemed to be all the important directors

seemed that the

she couldn’t disturb Ernest at this time. After thinking for a moment, she turned around and

wanted to call him after his

cab as soon as walking out of

bed, looking quite pale with cold

“Phoebe, what happened?”

and helped her

body weekend without any strength.

don’t know. Suddenly I felt pain. It might be appendicitis. Flory, could you please take me to

Hold on, Phoebe. I’ll take

up

at the hospital, Phoebe was sent to

back and

a rich family, she was always easy-going without any bad temper. In middle school, she and Florence were classmates. They got along with each other so

ears, they

“Ding--”

door of the

the weak Phoebe lying on the bed.

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