My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

Ernest asked unhappily, “Timothy, where’s my breakfast?”

Timothy, who was at the other end of the phone, was a bit sunned and hastily replied, “When I sent you the breakfast, I bumped into Miss Charlotte. She was preparing breakfast and told me that just leave it to her. And she let me go.”

“So you followed her order and left?”

Ernest’s tone of voice became colder and gloomier, “You’re even not clear about who is your boss. Do you want to get fired?”

“Sir, I was wrong.” Timothy instantly admitted his mistake sincerely.

Ernest’s tone was still colder, “Remember my living habits. No one will be an exception for me, except Florence.”

“Yes Sir. I’ll remember it.”

“Send me a breakfast again.” Ernest hung up the phone coldly.

Florence, who was standing by his side, looked at him in a dumbfounded state.

She heard clearly of what he said just now. ‘No one will be an exception, except Florence. So he had been pampering her?

She was a special exception for him?

And this was the reason why he would accompany her to eat street snacks, to eat the unsavory noodles she cooked, and to allow her to use his kitchen…

Florence’s heart suddenly skipped one beat and she felt as if she had been struck by electric shock.

Originally she was quite sure that Ernest had no feelings for her. But now she was not certain of it.

Timothy sent a new breakfast over after a short while. He knew that he had done something wrong and was quite ginger this time, but Ernest still gazed at him coldly.

Timothy felt very stressful.

Charlotte walked forward, “Let me help you.”

As she was speaking, she reached out to the bowls and dishes in the meal box. But Timothy dodged her swiftly.

This time, Timothy was quite resolute. Moreover, he was discontented with Charlotte.

“No need. I can do it by myself. Mr. Hawkins doesn’t like outsiders to touch his food.”

Outsider! Again!

said that she was an outsider, now

and her face turned burning hot with anger brewing

ignored her and quickly placed the dishes and bowls on the table and then quickly

Florence was the only special

that he only needed to play up

gloomy face, Florence knew how

Ernest, he would pick on him/her until

was her sister after all. Florence could only say to

seated herself. But obviously she was in a bad mood and had a poor appetite, so she

at the table, Ernest also lost his appetite and he put down his chopsticks after

one to enjoy the dishes. But as Charlotte and Ernest

breakfast time ended

taken a glance at Charlotte again during the whole

“I’ll go to the study. Send

“Okay.” Florence replied quickly.

as if she was transparent. She

was about to go upstairs with a cup

if she was about

when looking at Charlotte’s pitiful look, she found it hard to

reasons, Florence felt a bit uncomfortable when hearing the word

close with others. Don’t think too much about it. When staying in the villa, try not to make contact with

temper and never showed mercy to outsiders, so Charlotte would only be embarrassed if she

the other hand, Ernest was not Florence’s real fiancé and it was unnecessary for Charlotte to be

gloomy. She came to the villa for Ernest, but

didn’t show it on her face. She nodded

and then walked upstairs

video conference.

the coffee and fruit in front of

then prepared to leave

her, “This conference will last for several hours. If you feel boring, you can go

his conference and hurriedly

dresser. Take

was a natural thing and Florence uncontrollably thought of the supreme black