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.

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

poison Florence

looking for

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

the

she dared to hurt Florence, he would let

couldn't rest was because of

help, they just idled the

report to Samantha, which was giving her another chance

how disgusted he was of the woman. He

room and saw him

Florence froze.

with the work,

What was going on?

hurriedly put

Mr. Hawkins' work is so detailed that I

was not that he didn't want to help Ernest, but that he

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

She had not

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

wonder Ernest was

so distressed

in and out every day for his safety

He barely had time to go home and had a

he had to be with Ernest going to work early and going home late. That

this, Andrew

good that Florence

come to

Florence nodded.

put the food in

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

took it quickly and felt more

a very kind person, thank

were

Andrew was in charge of