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.

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 behind

to poison Florence

looking

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

not the

would not live long. If she dared to

was because of the workers

help, they just idled the

Samantha, which was giving her another

the woman. He didn't want to

hurried into Andrew's room and saw

Florence froze.

the work,

What was going on?

surprise, Andrew hurriedly put the phone away and smiled with

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

not that he didn't want to help Ernest,

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

was shocked. She had not expected

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

Ernest

so

out every day for his safety

overtime almost every day. He barely had time to go home and had a

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

this, Andrew was very

was good that Florence could understand

you come to get some food for Mr.

Florence nodded.

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

the kitchen and took out a delicate 3-tier bento

and felt more grateful to Andrew for his

a very kind person,

who were thoughtful could

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