My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins
Chapter 268: Was Ernest a Genius?
With a gloomy expression, Ernest sent Florence back to her room.
Standing inside the room, Florence looked at the tall man who was standing at the door.
She said politely, “Thank you for sending me back, Mr. Hawkins.”
Ernest stared at Florence and his low and deep voice sounded sexy, “Good night.”
Florence was stunned for a moment and her face blushed.
It was really rare for her to hear Ernest saying good night to her in such a gentle voice. Moreover, he was standing outside of the door, showing no intention to bother her or to force her.
He was so gentlemanly and thoughtful.
“Good night.” Florence nodded her head in panic and hurriedly closed the door,
She was afraid that she would lose control of herself if she kept having her eyes on Ernest and that she would do something to him.
Standing outside of the door and looked at the door that had been closed, Ernest pulled a long face and exuded a dangerous aura.
To research the project together with Reynold tomorrow?
No way!
He would by no means give this opportunity to Reynold.
Ernest turned around and left. He made a phone call while walking and gave an order, “Timothy, bring all the books and materials related to PJ Design to my room.
…
In the next morning…
After packaging her things, Florence decided to go to the resource center to find some books and then go to the studio to research the project.
She felt surprised when she opened the door and saw the man standing at the door.
Like last night, he was standing a step away from the door. Florence felt in a trance. If it wasn’t that he had changed his clothes, Florence would think that he had been staying the whole night outside of her room and hadn’t left.
“Mr. Hawkins, are you looking for me?”
Florence pulled open the door and asked politely.
and blocked her way, so she
“Yeah.”
a low nasal sound. He then fixed his
Florence thought she shouldn’t talk to him with him standing
for a while and moved aside, “Come
pressed his lips together and then walked into the room
Unlike the looked he showed the others in usual times, he looked unrestrained as if he was at his own
absent-minded when she looked at
intimate as they used to
herself together after a short while and walked
a cup of
in a flat
He wanted a cup of coffee before starting the conversation with her. Did he mean that
had to go to
go out since she had invited him to come in just now. She
it to Ernest politely,
down on the sofa beside to the sofa that Ernest sat on. She sat straightly like a
so casual. He picked up the coffee and then took
“Taste good.”
well and the coffee
felt more confused. He came to her early in
the coffee and then said in a calm voice, “You want
Florence nodded her head.
anything. He took out his phone and made
“Send them here.”
To send what?
felt more confused. She couldn’t figure out what Ernest intended
the clock and found
said with a smile, “Mr. Hawkins, why do you come
you don’t have to go
Florence was rendered speechless.
dumbfounded state. Was it a big problem that it would take him a whole day
felt inexplicable flustered. No matter what the problem was, she wanted to refuse him.
hadn’t been closed tightly before, was pushed open
of book and walked to the
Florence and explained with a smile, “Miss Fraser, these are all the materials and books about PJ Design, including some collective editions that are not disclosed to the public. I hope these will help you. If you need other books related to the project, please feel free to call me and
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