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

was looking for

felt furious, but he suppressed his anger and

was not the

If she dared

Ernest couldn't rest was because of

help, they just idled the time.

Ernest took a break, someone might report to Samantha, which

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

into Andrew's room and saw him sitting on the sofa, playing

Florence froze.

busy with the work, but Andrew

What was going on?

moment of surprise, Andrew hurriedly put

work is so detailed that I

want to help Ernest, but that he

was careless. Unless

She had not expected this to

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

wonder Ernest was so

felt so

Ernest in and out every day

had time to go home and had a

Ernest going to work early and going home late. That was because he

this, Andrew was

was good that

come

Florence nodded.

I've already put the

and took out a delicate

took it quickly and felt more grateful to Andrew for

are a very kind

who were thoughtful could do

asking, Florence knew that Andrew was in charge