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.

Florence understand that it was because Reynold

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

he took it

Was Reynold way too casual in his private

wondered if this was a so-called one-night-stand based on

more than a half glass. Then he finally calmed himself down from the

the time, he could always easily win a girl’s heart. He was a well-known

biggest failure in his

After a long while, he

instant, looking

Myron, what, what...” She meant what

moved towards the door, planning

aback slightly. This was the first time that

the first woman who didn’t have a crush on him after he had been

help

a misunderstanding, I won’t lay a finger

meters away from her. Under the light, he still looked

look made others feel rest assured

She had an unspeakable

her necessities, and took her for a walk

she was already in his villa. If he determined to do it, she wouldn’t be able to

go of her immediately.

was still a

still made the atmosphere so

said, “Well, it’s quite late now. I

opened it. Seeing that Reynold was watching her

kept a distance from her, following

you back to

subconsciously refused, “No, thanks. I

him, Reynold’s eyes darkened. Some feel that he had never had

out and pulled

just relaxed suddenly became tightened again. She looked

“Mr. Myron, you...”

her name in a low voice and interrupted

take precautions against me. If I want to do something to you, I would have done it just now. In the following days, we’ll work together. Could you please take the things that happened

Florence hesitated. “Friends?”