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.

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

to poison Florence

looking

suppressed his anger and didn't get

the time to

promised that Samantha would not live long. If she

more, the reason Ernest couldn't rest was because of the workers

they just

Samantha, which was giving her another chance to find

was of the woman.

Andrew's room and saw him sitting on

Florence froze.

busy with the work, but Andrew was

What was going on?

hurriedly put the phone away and smiled with

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

to help Ernest, but that he couldn't offer

get messy if he was careless. Unless there was a person with the same processing efficiency

She had

couldn't ask any of his

Ernest was so

so

got it. Thank you for walking Ernest in and out every day for his safety and convenience," Florence thanked

overtime almost every day. He barely had

Ernest going to work early and going home late. That was

this, Andrew

was good that Florence could

Fraser, you come to get some food for Mr.

Florence nodded.

already put the food in the incubator. Just take

a delicate 3-tier bento from the incubator and

it quickly and felt more

are a very kind

those who were

Andrew was in charge of Ernest's