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.

mean 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 Samantha was the one who was

the nerve to poison Florence while

was looking

suppressed his anger and didn't get angry

was not the

that Samantha would not live long. If she dared to hurt

was because of the

they were left to help, they just

might report to Samantha, which

woman.

Andrew's room and saw him sitting on the sofa,

Florence froze.

busy with the work,

What was going on?

moment of surprise, Andrew hurriedly put the

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

didn't want to help Ernest, but that

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

was shocked. She had not expected this

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

wonder Ernest was so

felt so

got it. Thank you for walking Ernest in and out

worked overtime almost every day. He barely had time to

was not busy, and he had to be with Ernest going to work early and going home late. That was because

Florence say this, Andrew was very

that Florence could

"Miss Fraser, you come to get some food for Mr. Hawkins,

Florence nodded.

I've already put the food in the incubator.

a delicate 3-tier bento

and felt more

a very

who were thoughtful

Andrew was in