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.

it to Samantha on purpose, so as to let down her guard. But actually

poison

looking

felt furious, but he suppressed his anger and didn't get angry with Samantha for the time

was not the time to kill

If she dared to hurt Florence, he

Ernest couldn't rest was because of the workers

to help, they just

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

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

room and saw

Florence froze.

the work, but Andrew was playing

What was going on?

moment of surprise, Andrew hurriedly put the phone away and smiled

so detailed that I can't really do much to help

help Ernest, but that

he was careless. Unless there was a person with the same processing efficiency as him, otherwise it would only

shocked. She had not expected this

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

Ernest

felt so

out every day for his safety and convenience," Florence thanked

every day. He barely had time

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

this, Andrew was very

good that

and said, "Miss Fraser, you come to get

Florence nodded.

you would come, so I've already put

took out a delicate 3-tier bento from

felt more grateful to Andrew for his

very kind person,

those who were thoughtful could do

asking, Florence knew that Andrew