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.

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

the nerve to poison Florence while he

was looking for

suppressed his anger and didn't

the time to kill

live long. If she dared to hurt

Ernest couldn't rest was because of the

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

report to Samantha, which was giving her another chance to

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

and saw him sitting on the sofa,

Florence froze.

with the

What was going on?

hurriedly put the phone away and smiled

work is so detailed that I can't really do much

to help Ernest, but

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

shocked. She had not expected this

so Ernest couldn't ask any of his

wonder Ernest

felt so

and out every

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

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

Florence say this, Andrew was very

good that Florence could understand

affably and said, "Miss Fraser, you come to get some food for

Florence nodded.

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

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

and felt more grateful to Andrew for his careful

are a very

who were thoughtful

that Andrew was in charge of Ernest's