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 there’s

deep voice; a hint of concern

and slender fingers were holding a small cake. He handed

a normal sentence, but it

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

a high-positioned and mighty person, but he could

cake, Florence

it, “I don’t want to eat

Florence, feeling that there was something wrong with

moment and said in a deep

uncomfortable when she saw Ernest

that if Florence nodded, Ernest would take

definitely do such things

over and looked at Florence dress, she smiled and said, “Flory, your dress is stained, would you like to come with me to the

dress was stained by the icing on the

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

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

fiancée away for a while,

it seemed to be a bit weird from

Florence. It seemed like an ex-girlfriend was flirting with her

looked at Florence and nodded, “Go

she felt extremely awkward. Hence, she left immediately

frowned slightly. This woman didn’t even look at him when she left, as if she was deliberately

and she was very friendly

specialize in removing stain from clothes.

Gemma went into the changing room to searching for the

the decoration style of Gemma’s room was

style was the same; even the room decoration style

being placed on the dresser. On the

together from their

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

and stood far away,

photos, the relationship between the two seemed to be much closer. Ernest was still