My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

Chapter 281: Customized

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?

big hand and he felt breathless. He was shadowed

felt like he was standing on a lump of

He actually felt panicked.

“Where are they?”

hurriedly answered, “It seems like

for me. We have to go there

the words, Ernest ended

had to get back Florence and he couldn’t wait for it

alone. More importantly, he wouldn’t

wished so much that the

…

Florence to his

could still remember that Reynold brought her to this villa on the first day of her

was still a playboy with some evil intentions

awkward when they learned that it was a misunderstanding, but that accident made them

What a coincidence!

Reynold asked with concern when seeing that

shook her head, “Nothing. By the way, why do you

you come in.” Reynold

the house. They then went to a spacious and bright

and luxuriant garden. The other three walls of the room were made of a huge floor-to-ceiling glass mirror respectively and they could see their reflection

no superfluous decoration in the room except a human-shaped mannequin that was placed in the center of

eye-catching skirt on

some small transparent diamonds. It was fashionable and formal

combined fashion

so beautiful. You designed

skirt. She

her. She

high-end parties. And now, because

were all expensive yet not practical. Generally,

daily life, Florence felt that this would probably be a dress that she was satisfied with the

into a triumphant

always been an outstanding designer in this field and everyone

“Yeah.”

the mannequin and

was confused, “Mr. Myron,

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