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.

until then did Florence understand that it was because Reynold misunderstood her actions and

what happened to her during the daytime

man, he took it for

couldn’t help twitching the mouth corners. Was Reynold way

was a so-called one-night-stand based on the

of wine, gulping down more than a half glass. Then he finally

win a girl’s heart. He was a well-known playboy. Unexpectedly, he would fail when facing Florence and made such an awkward

failure in his

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

stiffed in an instant, looking at him on

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

towards the door,

at Florence’s wary expression, Reynold was taken aback slightly. This was the first time that a woman looked at him so warily and

crush on him after he had been hitting on her for

couldn’t help doubting

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

a few meters away from her. Under the light,

look made others feel rest

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

realized that the reason why he treated her so well, bought her necessities, and took her for a walk was

villa. If he determined to do it, she wouldn’t

of her immediately. Moreover, he also promised that

was

happened still made the atmosphere so

“Well, it’s

Reynold was watching her instead of stopping her,

a distance from

back to the

refused, “No, thanks.

who was still on alert and distanced herself from him, Reynold’s eyes darkened. Some feel that he had

he reached out and pulled

just relaxed suddenly became tightened again. She looked

“Mr. Myron, you...”

her name in a low voice and interrupted her

his face. “You don’t need to 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

Florence hesitated. “Friends?”