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.

“Temporarily I have

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

gap of identity, there was

hope was crashed and he felt a bit

good. Feel free to ask me if

“Okay.”

Reynold carefully. Unlike the feeling he gave her when he was leaning against the door just now, with a smile on his face and a pair of glimmering eyes,

something bad would have happened to him, Florence felt it inappropriate to

with Reynold and then said goodbye

on Reynold’s

even the creaking sounds of

With regard to this trend, it was only a

would not have

the case, let’s see who is more

his teeth and said ambitiously

many women before but he never failed to get the

he really had fallen

was bound to be his

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

are you

came back to her room and was now brushing

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

to talk to her,

of pouring while sounded outside

was in her room for the

it just

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

hastily replied: [Yeah, what’s

come to an end soon and I want to say goodbye

will come to

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

though he was a man, he needed an excuse when he

Florence could understand it.

the knowledge quickly and studied efficiently even if she only read books and researched the project during the daytime. Generally, she would

not an

of the room, Florence