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 nothing

spoke in a deep voice; a hint

forward; his fair and slender fingers were holding a small cake. He handed

normal sentence, but it made

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 and

mighty person, but he could remember such a small thing like which dessert

at the exquisite strawberry cake, Florence had no appetite

didn’t take it, “I

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

said in a

felt particularly uncomfortable when she saw Ernest treating Florence so

if Florence nodded, Ernest would take Florence and leave

do such

Florence dress, she smiled and said, “Flory, your dress is stained, would you

saw her dress was stained by the icing on the

stain was there for too long, it may not come off anymore.

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

away for a while, don’t

seemed to be a bit weird

it came to Florence. It seemed like an ex-girlfriend was

at Florence and nodded, “Go

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

he frowned slightly. This woman didn’t even

Florence to her room and she was very friendly along the

first, I have tools that is specialize in removing stain

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

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

even the room decoration style was similar. They really were childhood friends who grew

casually looking around and she saw several photo albums being placed on the dresser. On the

taken together from their childhood

child. In the photos, he still

and stood far away, apart from each other, as if they were forced by the adults to take photos

as they grew older, especially in the last two photos, the relationship between the two seemed to be much