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

had the nerve to poison Florence while he was

looking for

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

the time

promised that Samantha would not live long. If she dared to hurt Florence, he would

couldn't rest was

to help, they just idled the time. Their presence was

Samantha, which

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

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

Florence froze.

with the work, but

What was going on?

surprise, Andrew hurriedly put the

work is so detailed that I can't really do much to help him, so I have

he didn't want to help

one by one. It would get messy if he was careless. Unless there was a person with the same processing efficiency as him, otherwise it would only add

shocked. She had not expected this

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

Ernest

so distressed

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

barely had time to go home and

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

this, Andrew was very

was good that Florence

affably and said, "Miss Fraser, you come to get some food for Mr.

Florence nodded.

already put the food

stepped to the kitchen and took out a delicate

felt more grateful to Andrew

a very kind person, thank

who were thoughtful could do

Andrew was in charge of Ernest's