My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

Florence had to explain the point to Ernest based on the combined content from both books.

After finishing her words, she didn’t go back to read her book. Instead, she kept glancing at Ernest from time to time.

Hesitating, she asked, “Mr. Hawkins, I don’t think you’ve learned design before. Why do you suddenly have the interest to read design books today?”

Also, coincidentally, he got the book that she needed. However, the book that he was reading in front of the bookshelf was put on the desk.

Ernest looked down at Florence and kept a proper distance from her.

His eyes were deep and his voice was elegant and charming as the sound from the cello.

“What do you think?”

Florence’s heart skipped a beat.

Looking at his handsome face that was so close to her, her body’s reaction was quite honest -- she had the impulse to have a nosebleed.

His heart fluctuated violently. What did she think? The first answer in her mind was that he was reading those books for her.

Her heart almost jumped to her throat. Florence was shocked by the brave and blunt thought that appeared in her mind, blushing.

Seeing that her face was so red that even the skin behind her ears was reddened, Ernest pressed his lips. A light amusement flashed through his eyes.

Then he answered, “Skills will never be a burden. Since this time I’m on the business trip with the design team, I want to know more about it.”

It was an explanation as well as an answer instead of a retort.

Florence’s heart hammered. She had a complicated feeling. He said skills would never be a burden, which made her convinced. Of course, she couldn’t suspect or retort him.

He indeed had high emotional intelligence, awesome.

Florence wisely decided not to continue with this topic. No matter why Ernest suddenly wanted to learn something about design, it had nothing to do with her.

Florence

the content while scanning the page. However, he didn’t turn the page immediately. Instead, he was waiting for

reading similar

course, Florence didn’t notice it. She just thought that the two books referenced each other, the content was quite

while later, someone pushed the unlocked door

Flory. The door of the other documentation room had been locked just now. I had to wait for the hotel staff to send me the key. So it

Reynold walked in with a

next to each other, he was taken

when

out to find a chair. It took a long while, but he couldn’t

staff was so inefficient when sending him the key, Reynold was enlightened. It seemed that he was

wonder what books are you reading now. Books here are all design-related

contained a tit-for-tat

the way to the library and the mini-library,

Reynold had thought, but the result

turning the page of his book. He looked noble and gracefully, completely ignoring what Reynold

punch on soft cotton, and he was

was so raged. Holding his chair, he strode over and naturally

Florence. However, because she distanced herself from Ernest a bit, now it

ignored Reynold completely just now, creased his

turned around and looked at Reynold, pointing at the book in her hands, “I’ve found the books that I need. They

ask me if

other book next

glance at Reynold with the corner of his eyes, which was arctic

the books that were

cut his hands and

be doomed easily if Ernest

even smiled playfully. Waving the book in his hands at Ernest, he displayed his

eyes turned colder, and the

her spine as if the temperature from the air conditioner was adjusted