My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

Chapter 251: The Man Had Changed

Since it was Reynold who accompanied her to enter the store, Florence politely walked to him and showed him the dress.

“Mr. Myron, what do you think?”

Reynold was sitting on the sofa, waiting for her. Seeing her coming over, he stood up politely. However, when he looked at her, he suddenly paused his action.

This was the first time he saw Florence dress up.

She looked gorgeous but low-key, neat, and pretty. Her innocence made her like a genie appearing in the human crowd. She looked so beautiful that his breath was even taken away.

Reynold could hear his heartbeat so clearly.

He had seen a lot of beautiful and enchanting women, but Florence was the only one that made him unable to tear off his gaze on her.

His lips parted, uttering a few words gently, “You look gorgeous.”

His straightforward compliment made Florence blushes slightly.

In embarrassment, she dodged from his gaze. “I’ll take this one. Let me take it off.”

As she spoke, Florence was about to go back to the fitting room. However, Reynold suddenly stood up, pulling her wrist.

Feeling the strange warmth from the man’s palm, Florence was taken aback and uneasy slightly.

Reynold was also stunned for a moment. Florence was way too beautiful while standing in front of him. By instinct, he didn’t want her to leave.

However, he just grabbed her so suddenly, which was indeed a bit embarrassing.

Reynold couldn’t help being annoyed at himself. He used to be quite playful, always fooling around with different beauties. However, in Florence’s presence, he acted so recklessly as a teenager.

He immediately released his grip on her and smiled away the awkwardness between them.

He said, “I’m also going to the fashion show tomorrow. Shall we go there together?”

He stared at her calmly, like an elegant gentleman.

If Florence agreed, that meant she would be his date tomorrow.

Before knowing Ernest, Florence was from a mid-class family, so she had rarely attended such high- end occasions before. After knowing him, she had attended a few such occasions, in which she was always Ernest’s date.

It would be the first time for her to be another man’s date.

Florence hesitated a bit. However, facing the gentlemanly invitation from Reynold, she couldn’t say no.

Nodding in agreement, she answered, “Okay.”

Reynold, who was nervous, suddenly felt quite relaxed, and there seemed to be firework in his heart.

He couldn’t help but getting complacent as well.

Ernest acted faster and gave the ticket to Florence, but so what? Reynold believed that he was the ultimate winner -- he would attend the fashion show with Florence in person as her date.

The more chances that he could get along with Florence, the more confident Reynold was to kick Ernest away from her.

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Florence was indeed quite serious about this fashion show.

On the second day, she got up early and started to dress up. She put on neat and delicate makeup. She put on the newly bought evening dress and high heels, taking a small handbag. After everything was ready, she walked out of her room after checking on herself a few times.

Ten minutes before the time appointed with Reynold, Florence arrived at the entrance of the hotel, waiting for him.

It was a rare opportunity for her to attend this fashion show, so Florence didn’t want to be late.

It was quite tiring to wear the high-heels. Besides, she was in an evening dress, so she had to stand upright. Shortly, she felt exhausted.

Florence was standing at the entrance for a long while, feeling her soles sore. However, Reynold’s car still hadn’t shown up yet.

She checked the time and found that he was already late for their appointment.

She wondered why he still hadn’t come to pick her up yet.

Usually, Reynold was quite punctual. He would arrive earlier than the appointed time, so he would seldom be late, especially for such a big event as the fashion show.

Florence was confused and tried to call him on the phone.

Soon she heard a female robotic voice tell her that the call couldn’t be connected and she should try it later.

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She didn’t give up. Then she called him several times again, but none was connected.

Another twenty minutes had passed when she was looking for him.

She guessed that the reception of the fashion show must have started already.

Would she be late?

When Florence was wondering what she should do, a familiar Lamborghini stopped in front of her.

The rear window was pressed down gradually. She saw Ernest’s breath-taking handsome face.

He looked up and glanced over her deeply, a trace of satisfaction flashing through his eyes.

He asked casually, “Are you on the way to the fashion show?”

Florence was a bit surprised to see him here. She still nodded in response.

Ernest asked again, “Are you waiting for the ride?”

“Yeah.”

Florence nodded again.

Ernest raised his hand and checked the time on his wristwatch. He said flatly, “It’s getting late. I can drive you there.”

Florence shook her head and explained, “I’m waiting for Reynold Myron. He’s going to the fashion show as well. I’ll go with him.”

Ernest heard Reynold’s name, his eyes darkened.

Soon, he returned to be calm. “It seemed that he wouldn’t show up shortly.”

“He’ll probably be here soon.”

Florence looked over at the streets outside the hotel, but she didn’t see Reynold’s car at all. After saying those words, she felt unconfident.

Reynold wouldn’t be late for no reason at all and nor would he suddenly be unable to contact. She believed that something must have trapped him.

“Are you still waiting for him?”

Ernest reminded her in a deep voice, “The fashion show this year is quite grand and their rules are more strict. To avoid the chaos, ten minutes after the gate is closed, no guest would be allowed to go in.”

The guests couldn’t get in if they were ten minutes late!

Didn’t that mean the ticket was useless as well?

Florence gaped. Immediately, she checked the time. From the hotel to the fashion show venue, she could still arrive there before the gate was closed. However, now she had wasted twenty minutes. If she rushed over now, she would almost late.

If there would be traffic on the way, she definitely couldn’t make it even there would be another ten minutes after the gate was closed...

Ernest raised his wrist and checked the time again, looking quite indifferent.

“I’m also heading to the fashion show. If you come with me now, you still can make it. If you insist on waiting for him, I’ve got to leave now.”

As soon as he finished his words, the driver started the engine again.

It seemed that the car would roar away at any time.

Florence’s heart was tightened immediately. Although she was standing in front of a five-star hotel, all the cars coming back and forth were private. It wasn’t that convenient for her to hail a taxi. Besides, she had to walk to the street outside the hotel to hail a cab. In that case, she would waste more time.

If she spent more time on it, she would probably miss the fashion show.

After hesitating for a few seconds, Florence made up her mind. She walked towards Ernest’s car. “Mr. Hawkins, please give me a ride there. Thank you.”

Ernest pressed his thin lips, a complacent smile flashing through his eyes.

However, he still remained a solemn face and nodded nobly.

Florence opened the door of the car, got in, and sat next to Ernest.

After getting in the car, she found that Ernest dressed up deliberately. His hair was combed carefully. He was in a high-end tailored suit, which fit his body, making his perfect shape more charming.

He looked so noble and graceful that Florence almost became obsessed again.

She was a bit stunned. Immediately, she straightened herself and sat next to him.

Then she nodded politely to Ernest. “Thank you.”

Ernest pressed his lips without speaking. He leaned against the backseat leisurely, closing his eyes.

He looked like a nobleman, but not so aloof.

However, he didn’t get close to her or look so aggressive.