My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

Timothy was very efficient. It didn’t take him very long to place a brand new set of tables, chairs and benches in the office.

He also brought some of Florence’s work documents from the design department.

He asked politely, “Ms. Fraser, if there’s anything else you need, I’ll help you take them.”

Florence was confused about whose assistant Timothy was based on his dedicated attitude.

Reluctantly taking the documents, she finally accepted her fate.

“That’s it, thank you.”

“I’ll leave you then, you can call me if you need anything.”

Timothy nodded towards Florence then left the room, closing the door behind him.

Ernest and Florence were the only two left in the room once again.

This time, it was different; she wasn’t here to report for duty, somehow she had to stay here for work.

Florence wasn’t feeling too comfortable, “Mr. Hawkins, I’m going to start my work.”

She sat down at her new office desk, rummaging through her documents hastily.

She looked serious, but deep inside, she was in a mess; she couldn’t calm down.

Ernest was slightly upset because he saw how uneasy Florence was in her new work environment.

Florence was still cautious whenever around Ernest.

Only in this way could she gradually get used to getting along with him.

“Knock, knock, knock.”

There were knocking noises outside the office.

Florence, who had been busy working, raised her head immediately and looked at Ernest, her eyes slightly shimmering.

“Someone’s looking for you, should I leave first?”

“No need.”

Ernest simply rejected Florence’s question.

in. They were shocked

office, but what was uncommon was that Florence

were designers working

never heard of

to look at anyone, burying her head inside her

his lips slightly going upwards and

said, “Spill the

let Florence leave for a short while. After all, most of the reports from these

said so, it meant that it

ranks this high were elites, so they probably have guessed

and started briefing

with matters on his hand

was still organized despite dealing with

main business wasn’t just clothing, so, Florence couldn’t understand most of what was

kept on listening out of boredom, and suddenly heard a

investment for Ovi Fashion Design Contest has already begun. We’re the largest investor this time, so we get three

three years. It was a nation-wide competition and a place for many talented

say that those who were awarded in this contest would mean that their future in designing

was to die for; of course,

qualify for the junior auditions. She initially gave up

But now…

had three places for direct participation; if only she could get a

we’ll let those senior designers

Qualified?

meant that she didn’t have any qualifications or achievements to prove

took a quick glance at Florence and saw her with a sad

deepened as

“I’ll choose the participants.”

“Yes, Mr. Hawkins.”

opinion for Ernest’s decision; he was

moved, a

Ernest give her this

fight for the

three executives to leave as

came simultaneously, which meant that they all had

were talking about; it was like school time, where teachers were explaining textbooks, she fell asleep in no

that she fell asleep immediately, he

the executives who were speaking spitefully and ordered them in a low

“Keep your voice down.”