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.

She told it to Samantha on purpose, so as to let down

had the nerve to poison Florence

looking for

suppressed his anger and

was not the time to

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

the reason Ernest couldn't rest was

they just idled the time.

report to Samantha, which was giving her another chance to find

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

and saw him sitting on the

Florence froze.

with the work, but Andrew

What was going on?

surprise, Andrew hurriedly put the phone away and smiled with

detailed that I can't really do much to help him,

didn't want to help Ernest, but

It would get messy if he was careless.

She had

matter, so Ernest couldn't ask any of his colleagues

wonder Ernest was so

so

out every day for his safety and

every day. He barely had time to go

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

say this, Andrew was very

was good that

you come to get some food for Mr. Hawkins,

Florence nodded.

I've already put the food in the incubator. Just take

and took out a delicate 3-tier

felt more grateful to

a very

who were thoughtful could do

asking, Florence knew that Andrew