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.”

did you drop the cake if

a deep voice; a hint of concern was hidden in

and slender fingers were holding a

but it made Gemma

word’strawberry flavour’ meant? It meant that Ernest was well aware of Florence’s tastes

he could remember such a small thing like which

cake,

“I don’t

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

quiet for a moment and said in a

uncomfortable when she

more afraid that if Florence nodded,

would definitely do such

dress is stained, would you like to come with me to

her dress was stained by the icing on the cake she

was there for too long, it may not come off anymore. If so, she would be

think much about it, she said politely to Gemma, “Then please take me to the bathroom and

away for

she was only asking a question, it seemed to

to Florence. It seemed like

Florence

complicated, and she felt extremely awkward. Hence, she left immediately without another

This woman didn’t

brought Florence to her room and she

is specialize in removing stain from clothes.

Gemma went into the changing room to searching for

discover that the decoration style of Gemma’s room was almost

style was similar. They really were childhood friends who grew up

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

taken together from their

had been good-looking since he was a child. In the photos, he still looked stern and

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

especially in the last two photos, the relationship between the two seemed to be much closer.