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.

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

to poison Florence while he

was looking for

and didn't get

the

If she dared to hurt Florence, he would let her pay

couldn't rest was because of the workers who

to help, they just idled the time. Their

someone might report to Samantha, which was giving her another chance to

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

saw him

Florence froze.

busy with the work, but Andrew

What was going on?

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

don't get me wrong, Mr. Hawkins' work is so detailed that I can't really do much to help him, so I have

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

messy if he was careless. Unless there was a person with the same processing efficiency as him, otherwise it

was shocked. She had not expected

Ernest couldn't ask any of his colleagues for help, but Andrew, who

Ernest

felt so distressed

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

worked overtime almost every day. He barely had

Andrew was not busy, and he had to be with Ernest going to work early and

Florence say this, Andrew was

was good that

said, "Miss Fraser, you come to

Florence nodded.

already put the food

delicate 3-tier bento from the incubator and

quickly and felt more grateful to Andrew for his careful

very

were thoughtful could do

Florence knew that Andrew was in charge of