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.

food was poisoned. She told it to Samantha on purpose, so as

the nerve to poison Florence while he was

looking

he suppressed his anger and didn't get angry with Samantha

was not the

would not live long. If she dared to

was because of the workers who

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

report to Samantha, which was

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

hurried into Andrew's room and saw him sitting

Florence froze.

was so busy with the work, but Andrew was playing

What was going on?

put the phone

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

didn't want to help Ernest, but

had a bunch of data, which was connected one by one. It would get messy if he was careless. Unless there was a person with the

shocked. She had not expected this

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

wonder Ernest

so distressed

Thank you for walking Ernest in and out every

had time to go home and had a

busy, and he had to be with Ernest going to work early and going home late. That was because

say this,

that Florence could understand

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

Florence nodded.

know you would come, so I've already put the

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

and felt more grateful to Andrew for

a very kind

those who were thoughtful

asking, Florence knew that Andrew was in charge of