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 Samantha on purpose, so as to let down her

the nerve to poison Florence while he

looking

anger and didn't get angry with Samantha

the time

she dared to hurt Florence,

rest was because of the workers

left to help, they just idled the

to Samantha, which was giving her another chance to find

was of the woman. He didn't want to

Andrew's room and saw him sitting on the sofa, playing

Florence froze.

so busy with the work,

What was going on?

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

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

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

messy if he was careless. Unless there was a person with

was shocked. She had not

any of his colleagues for help, but Andrew, who knew everything,

Ernest was so

so

out every

overtime almost every day. He barely had time to go

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

this, Andrew was

was good that

said, "Miss Fraser, you come to get some food for

Florence nodded.

you would come, so I've already put the food

out a delicate

and felt more grateful to Andrew for his

a very kind

who were thoughtful could do

Florence knew that Andrew was in charge