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 was true that the food was poisoned. She told it to Samantha on purpose, so as to let down her guard. But actually Samantha

to poison Florence while he was

was looking

he suppressed his anger and didn't get angry with

was not the time to kill

would not live long. If she dared to hurt

was because of the workers who were

they were left to help, they just

Samantha, which was giving her another chance to

how disgusted he was of the woman.

saw him sitting on the sofa,

Florence froze.

was so busy with the work, but Andrew

What was going on?

of surprise, Andrew hurriedly put the phone away and

I can't really do much to help him, so

want to help Ernest, but that he couldn't offer too much

had a bunch of data, which was connected one by one. It would get messy if he was careless. Unless there was a person with the same

had not

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

Ernest

felt so distressed

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

almost every day. He barely had time to go home and

Ernest going to work early and going home

Florence say this,

was good that Florence

"Miss Fraser, you come to

Florence nodded.

put

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

felt more grateful to Andrew for his

a very kind person,

who were thoughtful could do

Florence knew that Andrew was