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.

food was poisoned. She told it to Samantha on purpose, so as to

had the nerve to poison Florence while he was

was looking

felt furious, but he suppressed his anger and didn't get

not the time to kill

If she dared

the reason Ernest couldn't rest was because of the workers who

they just idled the time. Their presence was

took a break, someone might report to Samantha,

the woman. He didn't

hurried into Andrew's room and saw him sitting on the sofa, playing

Florence froze.

the work, but

What was going on?

surprise, Andrew hurriedly put the

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

didn't want to help

get messy if he was careless. Unless there was a person

had not expected this

matter, so Ernest couldn't ask any of his colleagues for help, but

wonder Ernest was so

felt so distressed

Ernest in and out every day for his safety and

day. He barely had time to

Andrew was not busy, and he had to be with Ernest going to work early and going home late. That was because he needed to take care of

this,

good that Florence could

smiled affably and said, "Miss Fraser, you come to

Florence nodded.

know you would come, so I've already put the food

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

more grateful to Andrew for his careful

are a very kind

were

Florence knew that Andrew was in charge of Ernest's