My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

He asked in a cold tone, “Why? Mr. Myron, don’t you agree to my toast?”

Nobody had the guts to refuse Ernest’s toast.

Moreover, it was on such an occasion. If Reynold refused it, it would be confirmed that he had bad intentions for Florence.

In that case, things would get worse.

Reynold returned to his senses, his eyes meeting Ernest’s sharp and threatening gaze, which contained a man's possessiveness towards his possessions and hostility towards his rival in love.

He realized that as a sensitive man, Ernest had already treated him as a rival in love.

However, Reynold hadn’t done any practical tactics to Florence so far. He felt a bit wronged as well as reluctant.

After all, he had been maintaining his network for many years. Immediately, he adjusted his mood, a trace of a smile appeared on his handsome face.

“I’m just too shocked. I didn’t know that Florence would be your fiancee, Mr. Hawkins,” Reynold explained, looking over at Florence with a silent complaint.

Under his gaze, Florence felt quite uneasy and a sense of guilt. Although nothing was going on between Reynold and her, at the very beginning, she still made Reynold misunderstand. They almost had a one-night-stand.

At the thought of it, Florence felt a bit embarrassed at this moment.

Putting on a wry smile, she explained with a blushed face, “I just came for a business trip, so I don’t want to be treated specially because I’m Mr. Hawkins’s fiancee. Hence, I didn’t tell anyone. I hope you... you guys could understand.”

Reynold stared at Florence with his sharp eyes. Noticing that she was awkward and uneasy and looking away from time to time, he found something unusual.

It seemed that she felt quite uneasy when standing next to Mr. Hawkins.

Also, she wasn’t so happy about being Mr. Hawkins’ fiancee.

Reynold was quite experienced in love, so he knew quite well about the thing between men and women. Looking at Florence now, he could tell that her relationship with Ernest wasn’t so kind as it seemed.

Something was wrong between them.

The team members in Riverside City were all smart. Shortly they returned to their senses and started proposing a toast to Florence with smiles.

“We certainly don’t mind. It’s your right to inform us or keep it secret, Ms. Fraser. But now we’ve known it. Congratulations, Ms. Fraser, for having such an excellent fiance.”

they addressed Florence had been changed to Ms. Fraser

had known that her status would raise as soon as her identity was disclosed, and

could only accept it. She raised the goblet in

the toast, they should

was an employee of Hawkins Group, so she was quite enthusiastic to the CEO

where she was pointing, there was the host’s seat a few seats away from his

after casting a glance at the unwilling woman, Ernest pulled her aside

he made Florence sit

casually, “I can

in a daze. It was her seat. Ernest snatched her seat openly. She wondered if he

Since Ernest took her seat, Reynold was sitting next

and solemn man next to him, Reynold’s mouth corners couldn’t help but

clearly knew that Ernest was deliberately displaying

Casting a glance of others, he said

interests in the gossips, their gazes swept among Ernest, Florence, and Reynold

more they felt that the atmosphere

Reynold and Florence, which implicated

provoke him. Everyone behaved when having dinner, and they even lowered their voices when chatting, afraid of disturbing

with Ernest, so she was quite relaxed. She also learned that Ernest was a neat

Ernest only ate a few dishes that nobody touched. Once any

at the same table seemed to know it as well, so nobody dared to spin the rotary dining table again. They all started to eat dishes in front of them in

anything. Casually and naturally, he picked up food from

picked up food from

down his chopsticks elegantly and stopped

glanced at Ernest in worry. He didn’t eat much food just now. She could tell that

he was indeed a

that he wouldn’t share dishes with

to organize such a dinner tonight and ordered the Chinese dishes. It would

inwardly, Florence still picked up an orange from the table, peeled it, and

some fruits please.” She meant to

reaching in front of him, Ernest pressed his lips,

and whispered, “You care

blushed. She just felt sorry

words sounded