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

had the nerve to poison

was looking for

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

the time to

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

couldn't rest was because of the workers who were

help, they just idled the

Ernest took a break, someone might report to Samantha, which was giving her another

he was of the woman. He didn't want to see

room and saw him sitting on the

Florence froze.

so busy with the work, but Andrew

What was going on?

of surprise, Andrew hurriedly put the phone away

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

want to help Ernest, but that he couldn't

careless. Unless there was a person with the same processing efficiency as him,

She had

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

wonder Ernest

felt so

it. Thank you for walking Ernest in and out every day for his safety and convenience,"

barely had time to

had to be with Ernest going to work early

say this, Andrew was very

was good that Florence could understand

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

Florence nodded.

I've already put the food

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

it quickly and felt more grateful to Andrew for his

a very kind person,

were

asking, Florence knew that Andrew was in charge