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.”

you drop the

spoke in a deep voice; a hint of concern

fair and slender fingers were holding a small cake. He

but it

she not understand what the word’strawberry flavour’ meant? It meant that Ernest was

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

strawberry cake,

it, “I don’t want to

there was something wrong with her, but he couldn’t tell

a moment and said

felt particularly uncomfortable when she saw

was more afraid that if Florence nodded, Ernest would take

do such things

smiled and said, “Flory, your dress is stained, would

looked down and saw her dress was stained by the icing

the stain was there for too long, it may not come off anymore. If so,

it, she said politely to Gemma, “Then please take me to the bathroom and deal

take your fiancée away for

a question, it seemed to be a bit weird from her

even weirder when it came to Florence. It

looked at Florence

she felt extremely awkward. Hence, she left immediately

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

and

sit down first, I have tools that is specialize in removing

went into the changing room to searching for the

she was surprised to discover that the decoration style of Gemma’s room was almost the same as that of Ernest’s

manor style was the same; even the room decoration style was

photo albums being placed on the dresser. On the albums were some group photos, all of

pictures taken together

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

they were just a few years old. They looked uneasy and stood far away, apart from each

seemed to be much closer. Ernest was still