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.”

the cake if there’s

deep voice; a hint of concern was hidden in his

fair and slender fingers were holding a small cake. He

normal sentence, but

perspicacious person. How could she not understand what the word’strawberry flavour’ meant? It meant that Ernest was well aware of Florence’s tastes and

but he could remember such a small

cake, Florence

“I don’t

looked straight at Florence, feeling that there was something

for a moment and said in a deep voice, “Are

when she saw Ernest treating Florence

nodded, Ernest

do such

“Flory, your dress is stained, would you like to come with me to the

down and saw her dress was stained by the

there for too long, it may not

to Gemma, “Then please take me to

take your fiancée away for

it seemed

weirder when it came to Florence.

Florence and

felt extremely awkward. Hence,

This woman didn’t even look at him when she

room and she was

that is specialize in removing

Florence sat down on the sofa, Gemma went into the changing room to searching for the

that the decoration style of Gemma’s room was almost the same as that

was the same; even the room decoration style was similar. They

On the albums were some group photos, all of them were pictures of Gemma and

pictures taken together from

photos, he still looked stern

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

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