My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

Since it was Reynold who accompanied her to enter the store, Florence politely walked to him and showed him the dress.

“Mr. Myron, what do you think?”

Reynold was sitting on the sofa, waiting for her. Seeing her coming over, he stood up politely. However, when he looked at her, he suddenly paused his action.

This was the first time he saw Florence dress up.

She looked gorgeous but low-key, neat, and pretty. Her innocence made her like a genie appearing in the human crowd. She looked so beautiful that his breath was even taken away.

Reynold could hear his heartbeat so clearly.

He had seen a lot of beautiful and enchanting women, but Florence was the only one that made him unable to tear off his gaze on her.

His lips parted, uttering a few words gently, “You look gorgeous.”

His straightforward compliment made Florence blushes slightly.

In embarrassment, she dodged from his gaze. “I’ll take this one. Let me take it off.”

As she spoke, Florence was about to go back to the fitting room. However, Reynold suddenly stood up, pulling her wrist.

Feeling the strange warmth from the man’s palm, Florence was taken aback and uneasy slightly.

Reynold was also stunned for a moment. Florence was way too beautiful while standing in front of him. By instinct, he didn’t want her to leave.

However, he just grabbed her so suddenly, which was indeed a bit embarrassing.

Reynold couldn’t help being annoyed at himself. He used to be quite playful, always fooling around with different beauties. However, in Florence’s presence, he acted so recklessly as a teenager.

He immediately released his grip on her and smiled away the awkwardness between them.

He said, “I’m also going to the fashion show tomorrow. Shall we go there together?”

He stared at her calmly, like an elegant gentleman.

If Florence agreed, that meant she would be his date tomorrow.

Before knowing Ernest, Florence was from a mid-class family, so she had rarely attended such high-end occasions before. After knowing him, she had attended a few such occasions, in which she was always Ernest’s date.

It would be the first time for her to be another man’s date.

the gentlemanly invitation from Reynold, she couldn’t say

agreement, she

who was nervous, suddenly felt quite relaxed, and there seemed to be

help but

acted faster and gave the ticket to Florence, but so what? Reynold believed that he was the ultimate winner --

the more confident Reynold was to kick Ernest away from

--

was indeed quite serious about this fashion

to dress up. She put on neat and delicate makeup. She put on the newly bought evening dress and high heels, taking a small handbag. After everything was ready, she

before the time appointed with Reynold, Florence arrived

attend this

high-heels. Besides, she was in an evening dress, so she had to stand upright. Shortly, she felt

the entrance for a long while, feeling her soles sore. However, Reynold’s car

time and found that he was already

why he still hadn’t come to pick her

the appointed time, so he would seldom be late, especially for such a big event as the fashion

was confused and tried to

that the call couldn’t be connected and

wondered where Reynold had been as his phone was out of

give up. Then she called him several times again, but none was

twenty minutes had passed when she was

of the fashion show

Would she be late?

what she should do, a familiar Lamborghini stopped in

down gradually. She

glanced over her deeply,

you on the way

to see him here. She still nodded in

you waiting for

“Yeah.”

Florence nodded again.

and checked the time on his wristwatch. He said flatly, “It’s getting late. I can drive

waiting for Reynold Myron. He’s going to the fashion show as well. I’ll go

Reynold’s name,

calm. “It

probably be

but she didn’t see Reynold’s car at all. After