Seeing that Florence was still panting, Reynold said, “Come over and take a seat. Have a rest.”
“Okay.”
Florence followed him in, only to find that a few seats were left at the host’s table and the other two were fully occupied.
Obviously, one of the seats belonged to Ernest.
Florence wanted to keep a low key and she didn’t want to sit next to Ernest. Hence, naturally, she sat down next to Reynold.
Reynold poured a glass of water for Florence gentlemanly, “Drink some water.”
“Thank you.”
Florence took over the glass and smiled at Reynold politely.
She suddenly recalled something, so she said in embarrassment, “I received the short notice that we have a day off, so I didn’t go downstairs to wait for you. Did you receive it as well? Did you come to the hotel?”
Looking at Florence’s uneasy eyes, Reynold smiled dotingly.
“I also received it, so I didn’t come.”
He didn’t tell her that actually he did come here and waited for her for a long time. He also called her on the phone but couldn’t reach her.
When he was about to go upstairs and find her, he received the notice that everyone got a day off.
“That’s good then.”
Florence breathed a sigh of relief.
Seeing that she relaxed, Reynold was in a good mood for some reason. He smiled, too.
There was harmony between the two.
As soon as Ernest walked into the box, he witnessed the scene.
His handsome face suddenly fell, his eyes cold.
Florence coaxed him to change his jacket and then escaped. He wondered if she had done that for meeting Reynold.
Seeing the smile on Florence’s face, Ernest felt that it was a pain to his eyes. She had never laughed so happily and freely in his presence.
Meanwhile, others noticed that Ernest had entered the box. Everyone stood up respectfully.
“Good evening, Mr. Hawkins.”
The smile on Florence’s face was stiffened immediately. She hurriedly turned to look over at Ernest.
Sure enough, her eyes met his threatening gaze.
Her heart skipped a beat. She was a bit panicked, realizing that he was indeed angry.
She looked away and stood up with others. Lowering her head slightly, she wished that he wouldn’t pay too much attention to her.
While in Ernest’s eyes, she looked quite guilty in this way.
His mood became worse.
Looking annoyed, he ignored others who were greeting him. He walked towards Florence step by step.
His dangerous temperament was like a huge web, covering Florence completely.
Florence was so flustered as if her heart would jump into her throat. She could tell that Ernest had been short-tempered nowadays. He had become quite petty and extremely easy to blow up.
Just like how he was at this moment.
Reynold sensed that Ernest treated Florence quite differently than others. Creasing his brows slightly, he took one step forward and protected Florence behind him.
With a polite smile, he reached out his hand to Ernest.
“Good evening, Mr. Hawkins. I’m Reynold Myron. Nice to meet you.”
Ernest, however, directly ignored Reynold. He bypassed Reynold and stood in front of Florence.
With one-step distance from her, his tall and figure was standing next to her, looking quite intimate.
Lowering his head slightly, he asked, “I just changed my jacket. Why didn’t you wait for me?”
As soon as he finished speaking, silence blanketed the whole box.
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