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.

her head, “Temporarily I have

all her problem. Florence felt that her worldview had been refreshed again and again over

was true that except for the gap of identity, there was also a

hope was crashed and he felt

“That’s good. Feel free to

“Okay.”

leaning against the door just now, with a smile on his face and a pair

Florence felt it inappropriate

a small talk with Reynold and then said goodbye to him and

were closed, the smile on Reynold’s face disappeared and he

the creaking sounds of his bones could be

could perceive her attitude towards Ernest. With regard to this trend, it was only a matter of

that time, he would

that’s the case, let’s see

and said ambitiously and

many women before but he never failed

really had fallen for

was bound to be

secretly made up his mind. After a long while, he produced his phone and sent a WeChat message to

are you

and was now brushing her

confused. They met just now and talked with each other for a long while. They said goodbye to each

to talk to her, why didn’t he say that just

pouring while sounded

was Ernest because only he was in her room for the

about it just now was because

really a bit silly. Since Ernest was there just now, Reynold

replied: [Yeah,

an end soon and I want to say goodbye

come to find

to her. Judging from the expressions on his face when he was leaning against the door, it seemed like he

he was a man, he needed an excuse when he wanted to

Florence could understand it.

Ernest’s help, Florence understood the knowledge quickly and studied efficiently even if she only read books and researched the project during the daytime. Generally, she would

not an

Ernest out of the room, Florence came to find