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.

to Samantha on purpose, so as to

poison Florence while he was

was looking

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

the time to kill

live long. If she dared to hurt

the reason Ernest couldn't rest was

to help, they just idled the time. Their presence

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

knows how disgusted he was of the woman. He didn't

and saw him sitting on the

Florence froze.

the

What was going on?

Andrew hurriedly put the phone away and

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

not that he didn't want to help

by one. It would get messy if he was careless. Unless there was a person with the same processing efficiency as him, otherwise

had

ask any

wonder Ernest

so

for walking Ernest in and out every day for his safety and

worked overtime almost every day. He barely had time to

work early and going home late. That was because he needed to take care of

say this, Andrew

that Florence

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

Florence nodded.

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

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

more grateful to

a very kind

who were

asking, Florence knew that Andrew was in charge of