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.

mean to wrong the woman, but it was true that the food was poisoned. She told it to

poison Florence while

looking

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

was not the time to kill

If she dared to

was because of

were left to help, they just

Ernest took a break, someone might report to Samantha, which

the woman. He didn't

into Andrew's room and saw

Florence froze.

so busy with the

What was going on?

of surprise, Andrew hurriedly put

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

he didn't want to help Ernest, but that

one. It would get messy if he was careless. Unless there was a person with the same processing efficiency as him, otherwise it

shocked. She had not

a secret matter, so Ernest couldn't ask any of his colleagues for help, but Andrew, who knew everything,

wonder Ernest was so

so

got it. Thank you for walking Ernest in and out every day for his

every day. He barely had time to

not busy, and he had to be with Ernest going to work early and going home

Florence say this, Andrew was

that Florence could understand

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

Florence nodded.

so I've already put

took out a delicate 3-tier bento from

more grateful to Andrew for

very kind person, thank

who were thoughtful

Andrew was in