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 guard. But actually Samantha was the one who was

had the nerve to poison Florence while he

was looking for

felt furious, but he suppressed his anger and didn't get angry

not the time to kill

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

was because of the workers

left to help, they just idled the time. Their

someone might report to Samantha, which was giving her

he was of the woman. He

and saw

Florence froze.

with the work, but Andrew was playing

What was going on?

Andrew hurriedly put the phone away and smiled with

work is so detailed that I

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

bunch of data, which was connected one by one. It would get messy if he was careless.

She had not expected

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

wonder Ernest was

felt so

walking Ernest in and out every day for

worked overtime almost every day. He barely had time

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

say this,

was good that Florence could

Fraser, you come to get some food for Mr.

Florence nodded.

put the food

a delicate 3-tier bento from the incubator and handed it

it quickly and felt more

a very kind person,

those who were thoughtful could do

asking, Florence knew that Andrew was in charge of Ernest's