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.

because Reynold misunderstood her actions and

to her during the daytime was because she was

a man, he took it for

Was Reynold way too casual in his private

so-called one-night-stand

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

well-known playboy. Unexpectedly, he would

was just the biggest failure

felt a bit depressed. After a long while,

was stiffed in an instant, looking at him

She meant what else he wanted

the door, planning

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

have a crush on

couldn’t help doubting

never force a woman. Since it’s a misunderstanding, I won’t lay

her. Under

made others feel rest assured

bit. She

her so well, bought her necessities, and took her for a walk was he

she was already in his villa. If he determined to do it,

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

he was

happened still made the atmosphere

said, “Well, it’s quite late

the door and opened it. Seeing that Reynold was watching her instead of stopping

a distance from her,

drive you back to

subconsciously refused, “No, thanks. I can go back

woman who was still on alert and distanced herself from him, Reynold’s eyes darkened. Some feel that he had never had

and pulled her to

became tightened again. She looked at Reynold

“Mr. Myron, you...”

Reynold called her name in a low voice and interrupted her

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

Florence hesitated. “Friends?”