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.”

addressed Florence had

status would raise as soon as her identity was disclosed, and others would treat her especially

she could only accept it. She raised

they

so she was quite enthusiastic to the CEO of her company. Immediately, she invited Ernest respectfully, “Mr. Hawkins, please seat over

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

the unwilling woman, Ernest pulled her aside and sat

made Florence

can

snatched her seat

originally. Since Ernest took her seat, Reynold

next to him, Reynold’s mouth corners

he clearly knew that Ernest was deliberately displaying his

quite calm. Casting a glance of others, he said as a king, “Please

in the gossips, their gazes swept

the three, the more they felt

Ernest was sitting between Reynold and

having dinner, and they even lowered their voices when chatting, afraid of disturbing

was quite relaxed. She also learned that Ernest was a neat freak. When having Chinese dishes, everyone would pick

dishes that nobody touched. Once any of them was touched by others,

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

saw that Ernest put down his chopsticks elegantly and

Ernest in worry. He didn’t eat much food just

he was indeed a

share dishes with others except for

couldn’t understand why he had to organize such a dinner tonight and ordered the Chinese dishes. It would be better for him to order

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

Hawkins, have some fruits please.” She meant to

him, Ernest pressed his lips, curling up them into

“You care about me, don’t

She just felt sorry for him and that was

sounded