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 the things just now had

to her during the daytime was

a man, he took it

corners. Was Reynold way

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

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

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

failure

long while, he stood up and walked

an instant, looking

meant what else he

moved towards the door, planning to run out of the

taken aback slightly. This was the first time that a woman looked at him

crush on him after he had been hitting on her for a

help doubting his

won’t lay a finger

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

others feel

a bit. She had an unspeakable feeling about Reynold

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

to do it, she wouldn’t

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

he was still

still made

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

Reynold was watching her instead of stopping her, she

a distance from her,

back

thanks. I can go back

Reynold’s eyes darkened. Some

reached out and pulled her

relaxed suddenly became tightened again. She

“Mr. Myron, you...”

name in a low voice and

to do something to you, I would have done it

Florence hesitated. “Friends?”