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 no

had solved all her problem. Florence felt that her worldview had been refreshed again and again over the past several days and

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

was crashed and he

good. Feel free

“Okay.”

then studied 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,

him, Florence felt it

then said goodbye to him and

on Reynold’s face

that even the creaking

attitude towards Ernest. With regard to this trend, it was only a matter

he would

that’s the case, let’s

teeth and said

he never failed

he really had fallen for

was bound to be his

mind. After a long while, he produced

are

room and was now brushing

felt a bit confused. They met just now and talked with each other for a

to her, why didn’t

of pouring while sounded outside of the

only he was in her room for the

didn’t talk about it just

was really a bit silly. Since

hastily replied: [Yeah,

to an end soon and I want

[Okay, I will come to find you

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

needed an excuse when he wanted to pour out

Florence could understand it.

books and researched the project during the daytime. Generally,

was not an

of the room, Florence