My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

It was not Ernest.

Florence didn’t know how she felt at the moment. She felt disappointed, yet at the same time she breathed a sigh of relief.

She then quickly adjusted her emotions and said with a smile, “Mr. Myron, what’s the matter? Come in please.”

Reynold stood at the door, “Are you free now? I want to bring you to a place.”

After the farewell party that was held last night, they would leave the Riverside City in the next two days and naturally they would not have any work-related to task. What they needed to do was to pack up their luggage. So Florence was free now.

Florence nodded her head, “Please wait for a minute. I need to take my handbag.”

Florence went into the room to take her bag and then went out.

Reynold gazed at her, his lines of sights unfathomable and complicated, “Let’s go.”

Soon after Reynold and Florence left the room, Ernest came to find Florence.

Standing at the door of her room, he looked tall and noble as usual. Nevertheless, except for composure, there was also a touch of nervousness on his face.

He hesitated for a few seconds and then reached out to knock on the door.

“Knock, knock, knock…”

There was still no response after a long while.

Ernest slightly wrinkled his brows. It was early in the morning, why wasn’t Florence in her room?

He hastily produced his phone and made a phone call to Timothy, “Do you know where Florence is?”

Timothy replied, “I will check it right now.”

He soon called back Ernest.

“Sir, Miss Fraser left the hotel with Mr. Myron twenty minutes ago.”

Ernest immediately pulled a long face when he heard the words.

He was enshrouded by a horrifying and cold aura.

A thought popped into his mind. Last night Florence had a love test and she came out with Reynold today. Could it be that she did the love test because she had a crush on Reynold?

thinking of this, Ernest felt like his heart was clutched by a big hand and he felt breathless. He was shadowed by the terror of losing

felt like he was standing on a lump

He actually felt panicked.

“Where are they?”

like they

for me. We have

the words, Ernest ended the call and

had to get back Florence and he

with Reynold alone. More importantly,

now. He wished so much that the result of last night’s love test was

…

drove Florence to his

when she saw the detached villa in front of her. She could still

he was still a playboy with some evil intentions and almost forced her to have sex with

it was a misunderstanding, but that accident made

What a coincidence!

when seeing that

By the way, why do

when you come in.” Reynold smiled meaningfully. He then walked over

Reynold into the house. They then went to a spacious and bright room that was located

window there was a beautiful and luxuriant garden. The other three walls of the room were made of a huge floor-to-ceiling glass

was no superfluous decoration in the room except a human-shaped

an eye-catching skirt on

was fashionable and formal as it could be dressed when you want to go shopping or to take part in

skirt perfectly combined

beautiful. You

on the skirt. She couldn’t

was indeed her idol and every of his new design would surprise her. She felt that this fashionable and formal

in an ordinary family. Later, because of Ernest, she began to take part in various high-end parties. And now, because of her work, she stepped into the upper class and it was unavoidable that she

frugal in spending money. Nevertheless, the evening dresses for parties were all expensive yet not practical. Generally, she would put the dress into her closet after wearing

dressed in daily life, Florence felt that this would probably be a dress that she was satisfied

up his lips into a triumphant smile

always been an outstanding designer in this field

“Yeah.”

then walked towards the mannequin and took off the skirt

“Mr. Myron, what are