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.

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

poison Florence while he was

was looking

he suppressed his anger and didn't get angry with Samantha for the

the time

not live long. If she dared to hurt Florence, he would let

rest was because

help, they just idled the time. Their

someone might report to Samantha, which was

knows how disgusted he was of the woman. He

and saw him sitting on the

Florence froze.

with the

What was going on?

moment of surprise, Andrew hurriedly put the phone away and smiled

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

want to help Ernest, but that he couldn't

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

was shocked. She had

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

Ernest was so

felt so

you for walking Ernest in and out every day for his

every day. He barely had time to go home and

to work early and going home late. That was because

this, Andrew was very

that Florence

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

Florence nodded.

already put

a delicate 3-tier bento from the incubator

took it quickly and felt more grateful to

very kind person, thank

were

Florence knew that Andrew was in charge of