My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

Back to her room, when Florence was washing her face, she still felt a bit embarrassed when looking at the skincare products given by Reynold.

It turned out that when he gave those things to her, he was hitting on her.

But she was so silly that she thought it was because he was a nice man.

She decided to ask him about the price of those things when meeting him next time and she would give him back the money as soon as possible.

When Florence was in the bar, the hotel staff had already cleaned her room and changed the beddings.

Although she had a long day, when Florence was lying on the bed, she was still sleepless.

She pulled out the cell phone and browsed. Except for the messages from her friends, Ernest didn’t call or send her a text message or a WeChat message.

And now it was past 2 AM.

He must have known that she escaped long ago.

However, he didn’t call her or try to contact her.

Staring at the clean desktop of her cell phone, Florence was in a daze. She couldn’t imagine Ernest’s attitude towards this incident ... would he be angry or would he not care at all?

He didn’t contact her, so she thought perhaps he didn’t care.

Although he wanted to marry her, as an arrogant man, he would felt humiliated because she stood him up.

Florence thought probably he was angry and even had given up on her.

After she went back in half a month, maybe Ernest would call off the marriage with her.

That was the result that Florence had expected. However, as long as she thought about that result, she felt so stressed and hard to breathe as if there was a heavy stone pressing on her heart.

...

Since she was bothered, Florence didn’t have a good sleep at night. She still looked a little depressed when getting up the next morning.

Fortunately, other coworkers almost stayed in the bar for a whole night, so none of them looked energetic. Florence wasn’t different from them.

In the morning, everyone was napping and recovering. The first meeting after they had arrived in Riverside City was held in the afternoon.

room, there were a

as she found a seat to sit

at Florence ambiguously, “Florence, you

her whereabouts last night and that

they focus on drinking last night? Why did they remember everything so

she escaped with Reynold last night, Florence

night, so I came

coming back to sleep?” Steven questioned again in

together last night, Florence. Reynold didn’t go

rendered speechless. They

they asked in such

men didn’t intend to let go of Florence. Several of

with Reynold together, didn’t you? You two... Did

finish their words, but their teasing and smirking faces mislead others

of matter almost happened to

such gazes, Florence felt more guilty. She felt her cheeks heated,

panic, “Nothing happened. Don’t

men saw Florence’s reaction, truly getting

didn’t talk any nonsense just now. Florence,

about to say something more earthshaking, making Florence depressed

report them. A man’s

her to the hotel. What

and taking a folder,

were surprised to

we were just kidding. Why are you

during

However, the sound that the folder made when hitting the desk was a kind of

restrain themselves immediately. They sat back down on their own

Florence finally heaved a sigh of relief, looking gratefully

sitting on the host’s seat seriously. His fair and slender fingers opened the folder in

from that in yesterday as

Reynold wanted to friend with her from now on, she wondered if he said that to

guessed that he wanted to distance himself from her and

she felt right now, just a little