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.

was a bit worried, “Do you know

his shoulders and took a

doesn’t want me to

subconsciously followed Reynold’s lines of sights and

because Reynold was late and she couldn’t get in touch of him, she had no choice and got

to the fashion show together with Ernest, she became his

Ernest during the whole fashion show and the organizer even arranged them to sleep in the

because she was Ernest’s nominal fiancée, but

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

he the one behind

that simply because he wanted to come to the fashion show with

that was the case, could it be

head. This was too ridiculous. How

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

was relieved when she learned that

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

about that Ernest who used such a clumsy and immortal trick. And this was Reynold’s

nodded and gazed at Florence with a serious

sorry for you. I didn’t keep our appointment

“It’s fine.

hand and curled her lips into a smile, trying to comfort Reynold so that he would not to take it to

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 didn’t want Reynold to worry about her

had never been so

he not only

hostility, he shot a fierce glance at Reynold. His aura was so oppressive and it made people feel very

was an ordinary person who was enshrouded in such a dangerous

was so tenacious. He struggled to resist Ernest’s threat and looked at Florence with a smile on

show today, how’s it? If there’s anything interesting, please tell

be a pity for Reynold since

right, let me tell you. Indeed there are many interesting things. Oh, by the way, do you know that I saw

Forager’s design was

the question with some other intention, he was

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

a pity as he didn’t take

sense of resonance like