Under the temptation of making progress in her career plus that Timothy had sent the books to her room, Florence thought for a second and then decided to stay in her room to read the books.
Seeing that Florence had agreed with it, Ernest curled his lips into a triumphant smile.
As for Reynold who was still waiting for Florence in the studio, oh, just let him keep waiting.
Then Florence began to read the books brought by Ernest.
Sitting on the other sofa, Ernest was reading a book of other field. He looked quite concentrated at the moment.
Florence shifted her gaze from the look and stole a glance at Ernest. The ambience around them was so harmonious and Florence felt it good.
When Ernest didn’t do those ambiguous things to her, Florence felt it enjoyable to get along with him.
“Di… Di… Di…”
A string of ringtone of WeChat message suddenly sounded in the quiet room.
Few people would send WeChat message to her now as it was early in the morning.
Florence felt a bit confused. She then put down her book and picked up her phone.
She opened her WeChat and found it was a message from Reynold.
Reynold: [Flory, where are you now? Why haven’t you come to the studio?]
Florence: [I asked for a leave today.]
Reynold: [Didn’t you say that you want to research the PJ Design today, why did you suddenly ask for a leave? Did anything happen to you?]
Florence then recalled that she told Reynold that he wanted to research PJ Design and Reynold said that he would help her.
Ernest suddenly came to find her and she was shocked by his talent later and she forgot about her appointment with Reynold.
Florence felt a bit sorry for him and hurriedly replied him.
Florence: [Mr. Hawkins sent all the books about PJ to my room and temporarily I can’t finish reading them. It will be inconvenient for me to move them back, so I decided to study in my room.]
Reynold: [Although you have books, you need someone to explain the knowledge to you. How about this, may I come to your room to teach you?]
Florence: [No need to be bothered. Mr. Hawkins is in my room and he said he will explain it to me.]
Reynold: [He’s in your room?! He’s not a designer and PJ is quite abstruse. Does he understand it?]
Florence: [Maybe he’s a genius. I asked him several questions just now and he really had knowledge in it.]
Reynold was rendered speechless.
Reynold: [Are you staying in the same room alone? I’m worrying about you.]
Although it was just a text message, Florence seemed to be able to see Reynold’s worries for her through the screen.
Ernest wanted to have sex with her at that night but failed. Although Florence didn’t tell Reynold about that, Reynold was so wise and he could guess what had happed roughly.
Moreover, when Florence ran out of the room at that night, it was Reynold who booked a room for her.
After reading Reynold’s message, Florence involuntarily recalled that she and Ernest almost lost themselves and had sex before.
She thought that staying in the same room together with Ernest was a very dangerous thing.
And she had been trying to evade Ernest during this period of time.
But now…
Florence looked up at the man who was sitting not far away from her. He looked casual and was concentrated on the book.
He was enshrouded in an ambience of study, which made him look composed and intellectual.
The scene looked peaceful and quite.
Florence felt it heart to be precautionary of him when she saw this look of him.
She then recalled that during the past few days, Ernest had been acting gentlemanly and hadn’t done that thing to her again. Her alienation and defense against him was decreased silently.
But she knew deep down about this matter.
They almost had sex for two times. As for the first time, she was drugged with philter but Ernest didn’t do anything to her in the end.
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