My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

Not wanting to look any further, she withdrew her eyes from the two men and walked to the dessert area, choosing a random dessert to eat.

As the saying goes, what the eye doesn’t see, the heart doesn’t grieve for.

She had an idle moment choosing the dessert when she heard two women not far away discussing in a low voice.

“Mr. Hawkins and Miss Marlon really look good together.”

“Of course, they grew up together as childhood sweethearts and were a loving couple that everyone envies. Unfortunately, they have to separate now.”

“Why?”

“I’ll tell you a secret, you don’t tell others, okay? It is said that, Mrs. Hawkins tried to separate the both of them…”

As she heard this, Florence’s hand shook and the cupcake fell to the ground.

She was stunned as if her heart was hit hard by something.

She never understood why Ernest wanted to fake the engagement with her. Now, she seemed to have understood everything, it was all because of Gemma Marlon…

She looked at the two people dancing in the centre of the ballroom. The two looked well matched, the handsome and the beauty. She realized Ernest’s feelings towards her were obviously different.

Gemma turned out to be the person that Ernest liked.

Now that the real owner was back, she, the impostor, should leave, shouldn’t she?

“What’s wrong?”

Ernest had walked to Florence’s side before she could realize. He saw the cupcake on the floor and then he looked at her dazed look. He was a bit worried.

Gemma came along with him, with her eyes staring straight at Florence.

Just now, the dance was going on smoothly, but when Ernest saw Florence dropped the cake, he immediately stopped the dance.

Florence came back to her senses and saw Ernest standing by her side. Then, she saw Gemma too, standing not far away from them. She subconsciously took a step back.

“Nothing’s wrong.”

drop the

a hint of concern was hidden in his stern

fair and slender fingers were holding a small cake. He handed it

sentence, but it made

was a perspicacious person. How could she not understand what the word’strawberry flavour’ meant? It meant

was such a high-positioned and mighty person, but he could remember such a small thing like

strawberry cake, Florence had no

it, “I don’t

Florence, feeling that there was something wrong with

said in a deep voice,

uncomfortable when she saw Ernest treating Florence

was more afraid that if Florence nodded, Ernest would take

do such things if he wanted

your dress is stained, would you like

was stained by the icing on the cake she

the stain was there for too long, it may not come off

said politely to Gemma, “Then please take

fiancée away for a while, don’t

she was only asking a question, it seemed

it came to Florence. It seemed like

at Florence and nodded, “Go

feeling complicated, and she felt extremely awkward. Hence, she left

her back as she left, he frowned slightly. This woman didn’t even look at

brought Florence to her room and she was very friendly

specialize in removing stain from clothes. I’ll go

Florence sat down on the sofa, Gemma went

she was surprised to discover that the decoration style of Gemma’s room was

the room decoration style was similar. They really

casually looking around and she saw several photo albums being placed on the dresser. On the albums were some group photos, all of them were

pictures taken together from their

he was a child. In the photos, he still looked stern and expressionless

years old. They looked uneasy and stood far away, apart from each other,

as they grew older, especially in the last two photos, the relationship between the two seemed to be much closer. Ernest was still expressionless, but Gemma was smiling and holding