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.

it to Samantha on purpose, so as to

to poison Florence while he was

looking for

and didn't get angry with

was not the time

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

Ernest couldn't rest was because of the workers who were left

just

Samantha, which was giving her another chance to

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

into Andrew's room and saw him sitting on

Florence froze.

with the

What was going on?

a moment of surprise, Andrew hurriedly put the phone away

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

didn't want to help Ernest, but that he

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

was shocked. She had not

couldn't ask any of

Ernest

felt so

and out every day for

worked overtime almost every day. He barely had

he had to be with Ernest going to work early and going

say this,

good that Florence could understand

come to get some food for

Florence nodded.

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

the kitchen and took out a delicate 3-tier bento from the incubator and handed

quickly and felt more

very kind

who were thoughtful could

that Andrew was in charge