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

deep voice; a hint of concern

holding a small cake. He handed it to Florence,

was a normal sentence, but it made

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

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

strawberry cake, Florence had no appetite at

“I don’t want to eat

straight at Florence, feeling that there was something wrong with her, but he couldn’t

moment and said in

particularly uncomfortable when she

Florence nodded, Ernest

do such things if he wanted

and said, “Flory, your dress is stained, would you like

dress was stained by the

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

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

I’ll take your fiancée away for a

a question, it seemed to be

words seemed even weirder when it came to Florence. It seemed like an

at Florence and nodded, “Go

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

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

her room and

specialize in removing stain from clothes. I’ll go get

sofa, Gemma went into the changing room to

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

was the same; even the room decoration style

on the dresser. On the albums were some group photos, all of them were pictures of

was pictures taken together from their childhood

child. In the photos, he

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

between the two seemed to be much closer. Ernest was still expressionless, but Gemma was smiling and holding his