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

hint of concern was hidden

fingers were holding a

was a normal sentence, but it

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

could remember such a small thing like which dessert Florence

at the exquisite strawberry cake, Florence had no appetite at

it, “I don’t

that there was something wrong with

quiet for a moment and said in a

uncomfortable when she saw

Florence nodded, Ernest would take Florence and

would definitely do such things if

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

stained by the icing

stain was there for too

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

I’ll take your fiancée away for a

it seemed to be

even weirder when it came to Florence. It seemed like an ex-girlfriend was flirting with her

at Florence and nodded, “Go

she felt extremely awkward. Hence,

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

and she was very

specialize in removing stain from

sat down on the sofa, Gemma went

surprised to discover that the decoration style of

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

around and she saw several photo albums being placed on the dresser. On the albums were some group photos, all of

together from their childhood

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

to him, it was when they were just a few years old. They looked uneasy and stood far away, apart from each other, as if they were

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