My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

He questioned, “Just a Misunderstanding? When you just met me, why did you pounced at me?”

Florence immediately explained, “Someone pushed me from behind, so I lost my balance.”

Reynold asked again, “I offered my room to you. Why did you say you don’t mind staying in the room that I’ve stayed in and you can continue staying there? Florence, you are not a little girl. You should know that’s a hint to a man.”

Florence suddenly felt too awkward, feeling so aggrieved.

“It’s because you’ve already offered your room to me out of kindness. How could I dislike the room you’ve stayed in?”

After that, she added in a low voice, “Even if I disliked it, I couldn’t tell you face-to-face. I was sleeping on the sofa.”

Although the words she added were in a pretty low voice, Reynold still heard them.

All of a sudden, Reynold was stiffened, his mouth corners twitching. He gaped at Florence.

Did she mean that she disliked the bed that he had slept in?

Suddenly, he got the feeling of falling into hell from the heave. Reynold looked at Florence, feeling more and more embarrassed.

Gritting his teeth, he questioned again reluctantly, “Then, how about you came to my house at midnight?”

“You said you wanted to show me the original design!”

When speaking of it, Florence couldn’t help feeling furious. She came here to worship her idol’s design truly, but he mistook her as a whore who brought herself to him at midnight.

Reynold couldn’t maintain his current expression at all.

Looking at Florence’s angry face, as an experienced playboy, he knew that he had made a mistake tonight.

Florence was not the kind of girl that he had imagined...

“Ahem. Ahem,” Reynold cleared his throat awkwardly.

Then he released Florence.

Since she got the freedom, Florence took several steps aside, distancing herself from Reynold warily.

At the same time, she was looking at Reynold up and down. He stopped doing things out of the boundary, walked to the sofa, and sat down.

For a moment, neither of them spoke. It was so quiet in the room that the atmosphere was so awkward.

did Florence understand that it was because Reynold misunderstood her actions and the things just now had

that what happened to her during the daytime was because she was

man, he

corners. Was Reynold way

so-called

more than a half glass. Then he finally calmed

time, he could always easily win a girl’s heart. He was a well-known playboy. Unexpectedly, he would fail when

was just the biggest failure in his realm of

bit depressed. After a long while, he stood up and walked to Florence

stiffed in an instant, looking at him on

what, what...” She meant what else he wanted

the door, planning to

Reynold was taken aback slightly. This was the first time that a woman looked at him so warily and fearfully as if

have a crush on him after he had been

couldn’t help

force a woman. Since it’s a misunderstanding, I won’t lay a finger on you,” Reynold

her. Under the light, he still looked

made others feel rest assured

Reynold, relaxing a bit. She had an unspeakable feeling about Reynold right

necessities, and took her for a walk was he wanted to sleep with

already in his villa. If he determined to do

made the misunderstanding clear, Reynold let go of her immediately. Moreover, he

was still

still made

eyes, Florence said, “Well, it’s quite late now. I

it. Seeing that Reynold was watching her instead of stopping

still kept a distance from her,

back to the

subconsciously refused, “No, thanks. I can

herself from him, Reynold’s

and

just relaxed suddenly became tightened

“Mr. Myron, you...”

name in a low voice

done it just now. In the following days, we’ll work together. Could you please take the things that happened tonight as a

Florence hesitated. “Friends?”