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 let down her guard. But actually

had the nerve to poison Florence

was looking for

suppressed his anger and didn't get angry

was not the time to kill

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

Ernest couldn't rest was because of the workers who were

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

to Samantha, which was giving her another chance to find

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

saw him sitting

Florence froze.

the

What was going on?

hurriedly put the phone away and smiled

Fraser, don't get me wrong, Mr. Hawkins' work is so detailed that I

want to help Ernest,

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

shocked. She had not expected this

couldn't ask any of his colleagues for help,

wonder Ernest was so

so

walking Ernest in and out every day for

barely had

going to work early and going home late. That was

say this, Andrew

was good that Florence could understand

"Miss Fraser, you come to get some food for

Florence nodded.

already put the food in the incubator.

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

took it quickly and felt more grateful to Andrew for his

are a very

those who were thoughtful could do

asking, Florence knew that Andrew was in