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.

told it to Samantha on purpose, so as

poison

was looking for

furious, but he suppressed his anger and didn't

was not the time to kill

would not live long. If she dared to hurt Florence, he

couldn't rest was because

to help, they just idled the time.

to Samantha, which was giving her another

knows how disgusted he was of the woman. He

room and saw him sitting on the sofa, playing

Florence froze.

so busy with the work, but Andrew was playing

What was going on?

hurriedly put the phone away and smiled

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

he didn't want to help Ernest, but that

bunch of data, which was connected one by one. It would get messy if he was careless. Unless there was a person with the same processing efficiency as him,

had not

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

wonder Ernest was

so

it. Thank you for walking Ernest in and out every day for his safety and convenience," Florence thanked

He barely had time to go home and

to be with Ernest going to work early and going home late. That was

this, Andrew was very

good that Florence could

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

Florence nodded.

I've already put the food in the

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

felt more grateful to Andrew for his careful

a very

who were thoughtful

Andrew was in charge of Ernest's