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.

“Do you know what’s

shrugged his shoulders and took a

with a teasing tone, “Maybe it’s because someone doesn’t want me to come to the

of

touch of him, she had no choice and

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

show and the organizer even arranged them to sleep

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

seemed to be reasonable if it was Ernest who arranged a traffic jam for

he the

he do that? He did that simply because he wanted to

that was the case, could it be that Ernest had

too ridiculous. How would

traffic jam and that you’re alright. But it’s a pity that you missed this fashion

she

He knew deep down that his words had guided Florence to think over

about that Ernest who used such a

gazed at Florence with a

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

“It’s fine.

trying to comfort Reynold so that he would not to take it to

jealous. This woman was so reserved in the face of him, but her smile was so bright when she was facing Reynold. She was so thoughtful that she

so thoughtful to him.

that he not only wanted to

hostility, he shot a fierce glance at Reynold. His

was an ordinary person who was enshrouded in such a dangerous

tenacious. He struggled to resist Ernest’s threat and looked

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

that it must be a pity for

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

Forager’s design was

asked the question with some other intention, he

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

pity as he didn’t take

excited, Florence had a sense of resonance like she