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.

wrong the woman, but it was true that the food was poisoned. She told it to Samantha

had the nerve to poison Florence while

was looking

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

the

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

rest was because of the workers who were left

they were left to help, they just idled the time. Their

someone might report to Samantha,

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

saw him sitting on

Florence froze.

so busy with the work,

What was going on?

Andrew hurriedly put the phone

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

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

which was connected one by one. It would get messy if he was careless. Unless there was a person with the same processing efficiency as

shocked. She had

Magnolia Liliiflora was a secret matter, so Ernest couldn't ask any of his colleagues for help,

wonder Ernest

so distressed

for walking Ernest in and out every day

every day. He barely had time to

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

say this, Andrew was

good that

affably and said, "Miss Fraser, you come

Florence nodded.

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

delicate 3-tier bento from the incubator and

felt more grateful to

a very kind

were thoughtful

knew that Andrew was