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.

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

the nerve to poison

looking for

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

was not the time to

promised that Samantha would not live long. If she

was because of the workers who

left to help, they just idled

a break, someone might report to Samantha, which was giving her another chance to find

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

room and saw him sitting on

Florence froze.

was so busy with the work,

What was going on?

hurriedly put the phone away and

wrong, Mr. Hawkins' work is so detailed that I can't really

that he didn't want to help Ernest, but

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

She had

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

wonder Ernest

so

Ernest in and out every day for his safety and convenience," Florence thanked her

had time to go home and

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

this, Andrew was

that

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

Florence nodded.

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

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

and felt more grateful to Andrew for his careful

a very kind person,

who were thoughtful

knew that Andrew