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.

it was because Reynold misunderstood her actions and the things just now

happened to her during the daytime was because

he took it for

help twitching the mouth corners. Was Reynold way too

wondered if this was a so-called

than a half glass. Then he finally calmed

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

failure

while, he stood

in an instant, looking at him

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

a hurry, she moved towards the door, planning to run out

was the first time that a woman looked at

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

couldn’t help

won’t lay a finger on you,” Reynold made a promise,

a few meters away from her. Under the light, he still looked handsome, noble,

others feel rest

Reynold, relaxing a bit. She had an

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

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

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

he was still

made the atmosphere

said, “Well, it’s quite late

that Reynold was watching her instead of stopping her, she felt rest

distance from her, following

back to the

subconsciously refused, “No, thanks. I

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

and

just relaxed suddenly became tightened again. She looked at Reynold in a

“Mr. Myron, you...”

name in a low voice and interrupted her

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 tonight

Florence hesitated. “Friends?”