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.

but it was true that the food was poisoned. She told it to Samantha on purpose, so as to let

had the nerve to poison

looking

and didn't get

not the

she

reason Ernest couldn't rest was because of the workers

help, they just idled the time. Their

to Samantha, which was giving her another

he was of the woman.

saw him sitting

Florence froze.

so busy with the

What was going on?

Andrew hurriedly put the phone away and

don't get me wrong, Mr. Hawkins' work is so detailed that I can't really do

that he didn't want to help Ernest, but that he couldn't offer

connected one by one. It would get messy if he was careless. Unless there was a person

shocked. She had not expected this

any of his colleagues for help, but Andrew, who knew everything,

wonder Ernest was

so distressed

walking Ernest in and out every day for his safety and convenience,"

almost every day. He barely had time to go home and had a

going to work early and going home late. That was because he needed to take care of

say this,

that Florence could understand

said, "Miss Fraser, you come to get some

Florence nodded.

would come, so I've already put the food

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

and felt more grateful to

very

were thoughtful could do

that Andrew was