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 no

worldview had been refreshed again and again over the past

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

hope was crashed and

“That’s good. Feel free to ask me if

“Okay.”

the door

that something bad would have happened to him, Florence felt it inappropriate to probe into it since Reynold

Reynold and then said goodbye to

on Reynold’s face disappeared and he

fists tightly that even the creaking

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

that time, he would

case, let’s see who

and said ambitiously and

many women before but he never failed to get the woman he

had fallen for

to

he produced his phone and sent a

are you

just came back to her room and

for a long while. They

some matters to talk to

sound of pouring while sounded outside of the

because only he was in her room

finally realized that Reynold didn’t talk about it

Since Ernest

hastily replied: [Yeah,

an end soon and I want to say goodbye to you in private

will come to find you

his face when he was leaning against the door, it seemed like he was bothered by

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

Florence could understand it.

efficiently even if she only read books and researched the project during

not an

out of the room, Florence came to find