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My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins novel Chapter 242

Florence had to explain the point to Ernest based on the combined content from both books.

After finishing her words, she didn’t go back to read her book. Instead, she kept glancing at Ernest from time to time.

Hesitating, she asked, “Mr. Hawkins, I don’t think you’ve learned design before. Why do you suddenly have the interest to read design books today?”

Also, coincidentally, he got the book that she needed. However, the book that he was reading in front of the bookshelf was put on the desk.

Ernest looked down at Florence and kept a proper distance from her.

His eyes were deep and his voice was elegant and charming as the sound from the cello.

“What do you think?”

Florence’s heart skipped a beat.

Looking at his handsome face that was so close to her, her body’s reaction was quite honest -- she had the impulse to have a nosebleed.

His heart fluctuated violently. What did she think? The first answer in her mind was that he was reading those books for her.

Her heart almost jumped to her throat. Florence was shocked by the brave and blunt thought that appeared in her mind, blushing.

Seeing that her face was so red that even the skin behind her ears was reddened, Ernest pressed his lips. A light amusement flashed through his eyes.

Then he answered, “Skills will never be a burden. Since this time I’m on the business trip with the design team, I want to know more about it.”

It was an explanation as well as an answer instead of a retort.

Florence’s heart hammered. She had a complicated feeling. He said skills would never be a burden, which made her convinced. Of course, she couldn’t suspect or retort him.

He indeed had high emotional intelligence, awesome.

Florence wisely decided not to continue with this topic. No matter why Ernest suddenly wanted to learn something about design, it had nothing to do with her.

Turning around, Florence continued to read.

Next to her, Ernest was reading as well. He could understand the content while scanning the page. However, he didn’t turn the page immediately. Instead, he was waiting for Florence to turn the page of her book, and then he would turn the page at the same time with her.

Hence, they were almost reading similar content at the same speed.

Of course, Florence didn’t notice it. She just thought that the two books referenced each other, the content was quite similar, and Ernest was reading at a similar speed as hers.

A while later, someone pushed the unlocked door open from the outside.

Before he walked in, Reynold said, “I’m sorry for keeping you wait, Flory. The door of the other documentation room had been locked just now. I had to wait for the hotel staff to send me the key. So it took me much longer.”

After finishing his words, Reynold walked in with a chair in his hands.

When he saw the two sitting next to each other, he was taken aback.

He gaped at Ernest and noticed his intimate posture when he was sitting next to Florence, Reynold felt so upset.

He just had come out to find a chair. It took a long while, but he couldn’t help wondering when Ernest had come in.

Then he looked at Ernest’s chair and recalled that the hotel staff was so inefficient when sending him the key, Reynold was enlightened. It seemed that he was framed.

Gritting his teeth, he said, “What a coincidence, Mr. Hawkins. I wonder what books are you reading now. Books here are all design-related but not business books.”

Although it was just a question, it also contained a tit-for-tat disclosure, which disclosed why Ernest had appeared here.

He chased Florence all the way to the library and the mini-library, which seemed to be immoral.

That was what Reynold had thought, but the result wasn’t the same as he had expected.

Ernest was still sitting there elegantly, his knuckled fingers turning the page of his book. He looked noble and gracefully, completely ignoring what Reynold had said.

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