My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

As if he had noticed Florence’s confusion, Reynold got much closer to Florence and whispered in her ear, “In fact, I can’t drink much as well. But they wouldn’t skip any chance to make me drink. If I continue staying here, I’m afraid I’ll be drunk as well.”

It turned out that misery loved company.

Thinking about leaving with Reynold, Florence had someone in the company, so she made up her mind.

“All right. Let’s go. How can we escape from here?”

“Pretending to use the restroom.”

As he spoke, Reynold stood up. Pulling Florence, he strode towards the outside.

Someone noticed him and asked, “Reynold, where are you going?”

“The restroom.”

The man also noticed Florence who was following him. He asked again, “How about Florence? Is she also going to the restroom?”

Florence blushed, looking so guilty.

The question also sounded so ambiguous.

Feeling awkward, she didn’t know how to answer him.

At this moment, Reynold answered the man for her, “Florence has never been here before. She can’t find the restroom, so I’m showing her the way.”

It was a good excuse.

However, several male designers from Riverside City raised a spoof and started teasing them, as if Reynold and Florence had an affair.

They were heading to the restroom, but suddenly the action became so ambiguous.

Florence had a stronger migraine when hearing their jokes, wondering why those men’s minds were so nasty.

If they continued staying in the booth, they might imagine some more rumors.

Immediately, she said, “Mr. Myron, shall we leave?”

“Sure,” Reynold agreed immediately.

He turned around and walked out of the booth, ignoring those noisy men.

to make fun of, so they sat down again and continued to

at the door without a

just teasing, Florence was Mr. Hawkins’ fiancee, after all. If she had some scandal with

that if she should follow them, a glass of wine was handed in

friendly, “Erica, I’ve paid attention to your works before. You are really an excellent designer. I admire you very much. I hope I can’ learn a lot from you

us

was distracted completely, so she

took Florence out

the small door, they arrived at a quiet street, which was completely different from the noisy bar just

there was only silence around her. Florence felt so relaxed

“Mr. Myron, you are awesome! You even know such a

top floor, they could see everything from the above

from the main

they came out from the back door, it

more often and got to know the bar well,

felt a bit surprised ... she hadn’t expected that Reynold, who was considered as a god,

noble gentleman, he was more like an ordinary human

river. The environment was quite good. The air is fresh at night, too. Shall

bit dizzy after drinking, and she always wanted

nodded in agreement.

“Let’s go.”

looked at Florence, his eyes sparkling. Then

pace was not too face nor too slow, just a half-step faster than Florence. He could show her the way as well as wait for her at the same time, walking

was a considerate and harmonious

enjoying the night breeze. Gradually, the stress

at night and they were walking in a community park built along the river, he was quite talkative.

was walking, she felt as if she was having

the park, Florence was walking on the roadside. Then she smelt a nice smell from the barbecue. Raising her head, she

it was already in the evening, a lot of people

at the barbecue stand, Florence was lost in thought. She couldn’t help but think that Ernest also had the street food with her when they were seeing the flowers

didn’t know Ernest’s eating habits, and

she realized how could a picky man like him like

a beat. Ernest’s image kept wandering in

a daze. He

“Do you want to try

“What?”