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.

food was poisoned. She told it to Samantha on purpose, so as to let down her

nerve to poison Florence while

was looking for

suppressed his anger and didn't get angry

was not the time to kill

she

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

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

a break, someone might report to Samantha, which

disgusted he was of the woman.

hurried into Andrew's room and saw

Florence froze.

with the work, but Andrew was

What was going on?

hurriedly put

Mr. Hawkins' work is so detailed that I can't really do much to

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

one. It would get messy if he was careless. Unless there was a person with the same

shocked. She had

was a secret matter, so Ernest couldn't ask any of his colleagues

wonder Ernest was

so

Ernest in and out every day

almost every day. He barely had

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

this, Andrew was very

good that Florence could

said, "Miss Fraser, you come to

Florence nodded.

I've already put the food in the incubator.

and took out a delicate 3-tier bento from the

more grateful to Andrew

are a very kind person,

who were thoughtful

asking, Florence knew that Andrew was in