My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

He was standing on the corridor in front of the lift with his back against the wall. There was a touch of worry on his handsome face.

It looked like something was weighing on his mind.

Florence rarely saw such an expression on Reynold. Every time when she saw him, he would had a bright smile and an unruly look on his face.

“Mr. Myron.”

Florence walked towards his with worries.

Reynold then came back to his own sense. He looked up and saw Florence standing beside Ernest.

Ernest was only a few inches away from Florence and his tall figure overshadowed Florence, giving people a sense of possession.

Reynold felt even gloomier.

He shifted his gaze back to Florence and curled his lips into a smile, “Finished your meal?”

“Yeah, what about you? Why are you here?” Florence asked.

Of course he was here to wait for her.

Ernest and Florence had meal in an exclusive restaurant that was opposite to the restaurant for staff and they took an exclusive lift, so generally speaking they would not encounter others. But as Reynold hadn’t seen Florence having meal in the restaurant for staff for several days and he asked others about it and figured out what was going on.

It turned out that Ernest had been having meals with Florence alone.

Reynold felt inexplicably jealous and fretful, but he still maintained his smile.

“I also finished my meal. I’m walking around casually.”

Reynold randomly found an excuse.

He then asked, “What about you? I haven’t seen you for several days. What are you busy with?”

“I’m reading on the books related to the project of PJ?”

“How’s your progress? Do you have any problem?”

Reynold asked with concern. When speaking, he subconsciously took a glance at Ernest.

Ernest started learning designing several days ago, and Reynold didn’t believed that he would be so talented that he even had a thorough understanding of PJ and that he had no problem with it.

head, “Temporarily

again and again over the past several days and thought that Ernest was

the gap of identity, there was also a huge

and he felt a

with a smile, “That’s good. Feel free to ask me if

“Okay.”

leaning against the door just now, with

Florence felt it inappropriate to probe

Reynold and then said goodbye to him and walked

were closed, the smile on Reynold’s face disappeared and he was clutched by a

even the creaking sounds

Ernest. With

would not have

that’s the case, let’s see who is

and said ambitiously

flirted with many women before but he never

he really had fallen

was bound to be his

mind. After a long while, he produced his phone and sent a WeChat

[Flory, are

just came back to her room and was now brushing her

They met just now and talked with each other for a

he had some matters to talk to her, why didn’t he

while sounded outside

was Ernest because only he was in her room

realized that Reynold didn’t talk about it just now was because

she was really a bit silly. Since

hastily replied: [Yeah, what’s the

and I want to say goodbye to you in private before

[Okay, I will come

Judging from the expressions on his face when he was leaning

needed an excuse when he wanted

Florence could understand it.

even if she only read books and researched the project during the daytime. Generally, she would not

not an

out of the room, Florence