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

he took it

the mouth corners. Was Reynold way too

so-called

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

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

just the biggest failure

a bit depressed. After a long while, he

instant, looking

what, what...” She meant

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

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

crush on him

couldn’t help doubting

won’t lay a finger

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

look made others feel

She had an

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

now, she was already in his villa. If he determined to do it, she wouldn’t be able to escape no

made the misunderstanding clear, Reynold let go of her immediately. Moreover, he also promised that he wouldn’t do anything to trouble

speaking, he was still

still made

it’s

it. Seeing that Reynold was

a distance from her, following her

drive you back

thanks. I can go

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

reached out and

nerve that just relaxed suddenly became tightened again.

“Mr. Myron, you...”

a low

something to you, I would have done it just now. In the following days, we’ll work together. Could

Florence hesitated. “Friends?”