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 wrong the woman, but it was true that the food was poisoned. She told it to Samantha on purpose, so as

the nerve to poison Florence

was looking for

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

not the time to kill

If she dared to hurt Florence, he would

more, the reason Ernest couldn't rest was because of the workers who

they just idled

Ernest took a break, someone might report to Samantha,

disgusted he was of the woman. He didn't

saw him sitting on the sofa, playing

Florence froze.

busy with the work, but

What was going on?

Andrew hurriedly put the phone

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

to help Ernest, but that he couldn't offer

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, otherwise it would only add to

was shocked. She had not

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

Ernest was so

so distressed

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

almost every day. He barely had

not busy, and he had to be with Ernest going to work early and going home late. That was because he needed to take care of for

Florence say this, Andrew

good that Florence could

"Miss Fraser, you come to

Florence nodded.

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

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

more grateful to Andrew for his careful

a very kind

who were thoughtful

asking, Florence knew that Andrew