My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins
Chapter 250: Hiding the Ticket
Florence answered, “I’m buying a dress.”
Reynold thought that it was just an ordinary dress, so he didn’t overthink it. With a smile, he said, “I happen to come shopping as well. May I shop with you together?”
“You? You are a man. Won’t you feel bored when shopping with me?”
“That only applies to an ordinary man. Please don’t forget -- I’m a fashion designer.”
When a fashion designer went shopping, it would become part of his work and study.
Florence understood instantly. It turned out that Reynold appeared in this shopping mall because he wanted to see the current trend of the new fashion styles, didn’t he?
Then he could shop with her together.
Hence, Florence nodded in agreement. “Let’s go.”
She used to come out for a field trip and study with Reynold occasionally, so she didn’t feel any pressure when shopping with him together.
However, when Reynold was walking by her side, he felt quite different.
It was simply that he was accompanying Florence to shop, and they were like lovers.
In the past, he only had sex with girls instead of accompanying them. If even he did it, he would have intentions and always made a perfunctory effort. It was the first time for him to accompany a woman to shop.
He felt not bad when doing so.
No wonder there were some men, each of whom could only love one woman all his life. They could love their wives so dearly that never spread any glances at other women.
At this moment, Reynold also felt that he was going towards such a future. This change seemed to be quite wonderful for him.
Florence had bought some lingerie, but still, she hadn’t found the evening dress yet.
She kept searching in the shopping mall, browsing the high-end stores that were selling evening dresses one after another.
Reynold was walking beside her leisurely. He asked casually, “Do you have any work plan tomorrow?”
Florence shook her head. “Not really for the time being.”
was going to the fashion show tomorrow, so she had
was delighted -- it
known that Florence was longing to attend the fashion show in Riverside City. Hence, he paid attention to the
she would be quite joyful
ticket from his pocket and was about to hand it over to
is the
finish his words, Florence turned around
selling
receding back, Reynold
quite confused, wondering why Florence would like to
want to check on the evening dresses here,” Florence turned around and called him,
glance at the showcase window just now, getting to know that the dressing styles in this
got a suitable evening dress. She had a hunch that she would find
that she
obviously, she didn’t come here for shopping casually. He wondered if Florence
she buy
confusion and asked,
“Yeah.”
in. She looked around,
she explained, “I’m going to the fashion show tomorrow, but I don’t have a suitable evening
going to the fashion show? Have you bought
never
happened about this fashion show. It was a grand show, and the tickets had been
be celebrities in the fashion business. Although the rule was
she had come to this city, she wanted to attend the
late. Reynold
bought based on his network in the business. Otherwise, he wouldn’t
one to Florence. Much to
so surprised, Florence could understand. After all, she also knew how difficult it was to get a
think about Ernest, who gave the ticket to her. As soon as she thought of that considerate
expression slightly changed, feeling a bit
bit awkwardly, but she didn’t want to tell Reynold that it was
she walked into the store and casually picked up an
to her in a
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