My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

She walked over to Ernest, who was still typing at the keyboard.

On the computer was a series of lists and figures incomprehensible to her.

Florence frowned a little. "Take a break."

It had been several hours since she had been here, and Ernest's hands had never stopped, except when she had meals.

Ernest paused for a moment and looked fondly at Florence.

"I'm a little hungry. Can you ask Andrew to take you to bring me something to eat?"

Florence felt distressed.

It was actually time for a meal when she arrived, but because the food was brought by Samantha, Ernest didn't have a bite.

Now it was dark, and he had not eaten anything.

If it were she, she must be starving.

"Wait a minute. I'll get it right away."

Florence hurried to Andrew's office.

Ernest smiled happily as he watched Florence's anxious back.

It was nothing for him to be hungry.

But Florence's care was sweeter than honey.

But the smile fled in his eyes and he got back on his work.

He didn't have much time. He had to get it done quickly.

Although Florence told him in the room that it was because she missed him and hated the woman, she falsely accused the woman of poisoning and took the opportunity to run away. As far as his knowledge about Florence, Florence was never such a willful person.

What she just in the room must have said to Samantha.

As keen as Ernest, he could get the whole picture of what Florence meant.

to wrong the woman, but it was true that the food was poisoned. She told it to Samantha on purpose, so as to let down her guard.

to poison Florence while he

was looking for

suppressed his anger and didn't get

was not the time to kill

live long. If she dared to hurt Florence, he would let her pay

Ernest couldn't rest was because of

they just idled

to Samantha, which was giving her another chance

of the woman. He

room and saw him sitting on the sofa,

Florence froze.

so busy with the work, but Andrew

What was going on?

Andrew hurriedly put the phone away and

Mr. Hawkins' work is so detailed that I can't really do much to help him, so I have a lot of

not that he didn't want to help Ernest, but that he

a bunch of data, which was connected one by one. It would get messy if he was careless. Unless there was a person with the same processing efficiency as him, otherwise it would only

was shocked. She had not expected this to

Liliiflora was a secret matter, so Ernest couldn't ask any of his colleagues for help,

wonder Ernest was so

felt so

Thank you for walking Ernest in and out every day

almost every day. He barely had time to go

to be with Ernest going to work early and going home late. That was because he

say this, Andrew was

was good that Florence

you come to get some food for Mr. Hawkins,

Florence nodded.

so I've already put the food in the incubator.

kitchen and took out a delicate 3-tier bento from the incubator and

quickly and felt more

a very kind

were thoughtful could do

that Andrew