My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

“Mr... Mr. Hawkins!”

Phoebe’s father stood up from his chair immediately, gaping at the man walking into their house in disbelief.

He wondered if he had an illusion. Ernest Hawkins, the most powerful man of City N and CEO of the Hawkins family, had come to his house.

“What have brought you down here, Mr. Hawkins? Please have a seat!”

In a panic, Phoebe’s father wiped his hands on his clothes. Then he rushed to Ernest hurriedly.

Ernest paused. He looked through Phoebe’s father and stared at Phoebe.

He said in a deep voice, “I’m here for you.”

Phoebe’s father paused his action to reach out to shake hands with him. He felt quite embarrassed. It seemed that Mr. Hawkins completely had ignored him.

“Phoebe, why are you standing there? Hurry up and come over.”

“Oh. Okay.”

Phoebe came back to her senses. She walked to Ernest and said, “Mr. Hawkins, please have a seat. What would you like to drink?”

“Nothing. I just want to ask you a few questions. Please answer me honestly,” Ernest went straight to the point.

Phoebe had to stand in front of him obediently as if she was an elementary student answering the questions from her headteacher.

Seeing what was going on, Phoebe’s parents left the room, leaving them privacy.

They didn’t know what questions Mr. Hawkins would ask, but they couldn’t stay there and listen to those questions.

Seeing there was no one else around, Ernest asked, “What have Florence and you done in the villa of Senna International Villa Community?”

Phoebe was startled for a moment. It wasn’t until now did she realize that he was asking about Florence’s matters. No wonder the superior Mr. Hawkins would come to her in person.

In a surprise, she asked, “Haven’t those things been cleaned up yet?”

It had been a long time.

A moment later, she thought of something. Looking at Ernest in surprise, she asked, “Mr. Hawkins, have you just seen the decoration in the villa?”

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Ernest didn’t find it early. Now he had seen it, but it was already past one in the

“Mr. Hawkins, may I ask what you want to know since you came to ask me about the decoration? Do you want to give

know what Florence’s purpose was,” Ernest spoke word by word in a deep and determined tone, which

elegant and powerful man in front, Phoebe couldn’t help but heave a

However, after he had got along with Florence in the past few months, it seemed that Florence had damaged his

to confirm if she had fallen in love with Ernest. Ernest was also quite certain that he was the one that Florence

was, even after he had seen the decoration of the love confession in his house. Instead, he came to her, an

wondered if it would be too late for

Hawkins, if you do love Florence truly,

didn’t answer Ernest’s

uncertainty in his

Florence indeed fell

turned

case, how would he let

he let go of her was that she didn’t love him. However, if she loved him, he wouldn’t

up after Ernest

rushing back, they were

to you? Have

nothing,

father’s arm, she said, “Nothing, Dad. Please don’t worry. In the future, we might often encounter

Her father was

answered with a smile, “Because he would become my bestie’s husband

his villa. As an outsider, Phoebe

they need to figure

them had taken the step forward, Phoebe believed

also believed that probably she should prepare the

a hurry, almost bumping into

dodged and was about to walk forward. In a hurry,

why are

looking

stay here, but Phoebe’s home was here. He wondered why Ernest had come out from

wasn’t until now did Ernest recognize that

coldly, “Let go of me. I’m in

was confused. Then he thought of something. “Are you going to

N today not long ago. That was why