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 to let

to poison Florence while

looking for

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

the time to

If she dared to hurt Florence, he would let

the reason Ernest couldn't rest was because of

they were left to help, they just

Samantha, which was

the woman. He didn't

room and saw

Florence froze.

with the work, but Andrew was

What was going on?

a moment of surprise, Andrew hurriedly put the phone away

work is so detailed that I can't really do much to help him, so I have

didn't want to help Ernest,

data, which was connected one by one. It would get messy if he was careless. Unless

She had

was a secret matter, so Ernest couldn't ask any of

Ernest was

so

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

He barely had time to

be with Ernest going to work early and going home

this,

good that Florence

come to get some food for

Florence nodded.

already put the

kitchen and took out a delicate

it quickly and felt more grateful to

very kind person,

were thoughtful could do

knew that Andrew was in charge of Ernest's