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.

didn't mean to wrong the woman, but it was true that the food was poisoned. She told it to Samantha on

had the nerve to poison

was looking for

furious, but he suppressed his anger and

the time to kill

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

Ernest couldn't rest was because of

were left to help, they just idled the

to Samantha,

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

Andrew's room and saw him sitting on the

Florence froze.

with the work, but Andrew was playing

What was going on?

hurriedly put the phone away

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

not that he didn't want to help Ernest, but that he couldn't offer too much

connected one by one. It would get messy if he was careless.

had not

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

wonder Ernest was

felt so distressed

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

every day. He barely had

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

this, Andrew

was good that Florence

Fraser, you come

Florence nodded.

come, so I've already put the food in the incubator. Just

out a delicate 3-tier bento from the incubator and

it quickly and felt more

very

those who were thoughtful could

that Andrew was in charge of