My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

Reynold was not conscious of it at all and was still staring at Florence with lights in it.

“Flory, you don’t need to worry about me. I’m doing well and it’s not a big deal.”

So something really happened to him?

Florence didn’t notice the invisible battle between the two men. She knitted her brows and looked at Reynold with concern.

“What happened? Hurry up to tell me.”

Reynold shook his head, “You concern about me a lot and I’m so comforted.”

When speaking, he secretly took a provoking glance at Ernest.

Ernest’s expressions became gloomier and he began to exude a cold air.

Reynold became more triumphant. Although he didn’t accompany Florence to the fashion show and Ernest took the chance, he defeated him in this round of battle.

“You’ve been my home and you also know about the geographical condition of my house. Usually there are few cars on the road outside of my house and they usually drive in high speed. But today, there were many cars out of no reason and they blocked several streets around my house.”

When speaking, Reynold shot a glance at Ernest with his teeth gritted.

“I finally managed to get rid of the traffic jam half an hour later. But when I arrived at the hotel, I learned that you’d left. Then I went to the fashion show, only to be told that I was late and I was not allowed to come it.”

So this was the case.

Florence finally understood why Reynold, who had always been punctual, would suddenly be late today.

Florence was shocked that there would be a traffic jam on the roads around is house.

“Could it be that there was an activity in the vicinity of your house? So the cars on the road suddenly increased.”

It was really magical that it even blocked the roads of the surrounding blocks.

“But what confused me that there was no activity in the vicinity of my house today and it looked like that those cares appeared out of nowhere. Moreover, someone had turned on a signal shield on that road and my phone couldn’t connect to the network no matter what means I tired. This is by no means a coincidence.”

Florence also thought that it was not a coincidence.

There was suddenly a traffic jam and even the signal of his phone was shielded. It was really weird.

worried, “Do you

and took

with a teasing tone, “Maybe it’s because someone doesn’t want

Reynold’s lines of sights

the morning, because Reynold was late and she couldn’t get in touch of him, she had no choice and got on Ernest’s car in the

she went to the fashion show together with Ernest, she became his female companion

the whole fashion show and the organizer even arranged them to

this was because she was Ernest’s nominal fiancée, but the cause was that Reynold didn’t

reasonable if it was Ernest who arranged a traffic jam

he the one

one beat. But why did he do that? He did that simply because he wanted to come to the fashion show with her and be

was the case, could it be that Ernest had some

shook her head. This was too ridiculous. How

jam and that you’re alright. But it’s a pity that you missed this fashion show. You can take part in it if there’s a chance

was relieved when she learned that

knew deep down that his words had guided Florence to

she would still be a bit doubtful about that Ernest who used such a clumsy and immortal trick. And this was Reynold’s

nodded and gazed at Florence with a serious

feel sorry for you. I didn’t keep our appointment and didn’t accompany

“It’s fine.

waved her hand and curled her lips into a smile, trying to

when she was facing Reynold. She was so thoughtful that she didn’t want Reynold to worry about her or to feel

never been so thoughtful

felt that he not only wanted to kill

concealing his hostility, he shot a fierce glance at Reynold. His aura was

an ordinary person who was enshrouded in such a dangerous aura, he would fail to resist

so tenacious. He struggled to resist Ernest’s threat

went to the fashion show today, how’s it? If there’s anything interesting, please

must be a pity for Reynold since he missed this

without reserve, “All right, let me tell you. Indeed there are many

design was also

intention,

design community, but Mr. Forager’s achievement in the design field

suddenly it a pity as he didn’t

that Reynold was so excited, Florence had a sense of resonance like she had found a bosom