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.

shook her head, “Temporarily I have

had been refreshed again and again over the past several days and thought that Ernest

was true that except for the gap of identity, there

crashed and he

a smile, “That’s good. Feel free to

“Okay.”

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

have happened to him, Florence felt it inappropriate to probe into it since Reynold

a small talk with Reynold and then said goodbye to

closed, the smile on Reynold’s

fists tightly that even the creaking sounds

attitude towards Ernest. With regard to this trend, it was only a matter of time for them to reconcile

he would not have any

let’s see who

gritted his teeth and said ambitiously and

before but he

he really had fallen

bound to

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

[Flory, are

back to her room and was now brushing her

and talked with each other for a long while. They said goodbye to each other a while ago and Reynold sent

matters to talk to

pouring while sounded outside

because only he was in her

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

her head, feeling that she was really a bit silly. Since Ernest was there

replied: [Yeah,

activity will come to an end soon and I want to say goodbye to

will come to find you

Reynold’s purpose was to say goodbye to her. Judging from the expressions on his face when he was leaning against the door, it seemed like he was bothered by some

a man, he needed an excuse

Florence could understand it.

books and researched the project during the daytime. Generally, she would not deal

not

of the room, Florence