My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

Chapter 282: Would You Like to Be My Girlfriend?

“Mr. Myron, how’s it?”

Although Florence was quite satisfied with the skirt inwardly, she still turned around and looked towards Reynold to ask for his opinion.

After all, Reynold was the designer of this skirt and she was the model for him.

Reynold gazed at Florence deeply. Although he was standing three meters away from her, he felt like he was so close to her.

He said gently and slowly, “Do you know the design language of this skirt?”

Like there was a language of flowers, some apparel also embodied a profound message given by the designer.

Florence looked down to skirt she was wearing again. She could perceive that there was a special meaning in the design of this skirt. Moreover, every detail of the skirt was exquisite and it embodied a story.

But she was not sure about the profound meaning of the skirt.

Florence shook her head.

Reynold fixed his eyes. His lines of sights were so dedicated as if he was looking at a treasure.

He said in a gentle and patient tone of voice, “It’s love.”

Florence was a bit stunned as she was surprised.

Reynold continued, “Do you remember the scene when we first met each other? You were wearing a skirt like this one and accidently bumped into my embrace. Your eyes were as dazzling and pure as the starry sky and I only a glance at them is enough for me to remember them for the rest of my life. I once had a misunderstanding and thought that I could get you easily like getting those ordinary girls. But only when you refused me did I realize that you are as pure as the starry sky and the spring.”

Florence looked at Reynold dully. They were talking about the implication of the skirt, but why did he suddenly bring up their first encountered.

And he was telling her about his attitude towards her and his impression of her.

She hadn’t expected that he would develop such an impression of her after that ridiculous accident.

“You’re like a combination of commotion and peace. Like you, this skirt is a combination of daily life and party. I combine the two irrelevant things together and it gives me a surprise.”

him and touched him, making him unable to resist its

hadn’t expected that Reynold’s design philosophy

perfect combination and there was

felt that this

of the skirt was inspired by her,

They were utterly irrelevant.

his lips together. He knew what she was thinking

nervousness flashed across

and then walked towards Florence

by you and the design language

sunshine shone into the room through the window, falling on his tall

a piece of rootless duckweed before I got to know you and lived dissolutely. But after bumping into you, I thought myself was a kite and you’re

looked at the handsome man in front

she mishear it? Was Reynold confessing his feelings for

a trance as she was so shocked. Her mind had totally gone blank and she

off guard and hadn’t expected

Why did Reynold…

“Florence, I like you.”

a slow and gentle voice. He looked so serious and dedicated when

Florence’s mind exploded.

was an incredible thing to her, but it actually

her and he confessed

seen on his face. He fixed

his fingers restlessly, which showed that he was very nervous and flustered at

lowered his voice and asked with uncertainty, “Would you like to be

was slightly opened from

exuded a trilling cold aura while gazing

him, was highly tensed up. He widened his mouth wildly as if his chin was about

a disaster

couldn’t understand why Ernest was so anxious to know about Florence’s whereabouts early in the morning and then

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