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.”

drop the

a deep voice; a hint of concern was hidden in

holding a small cake. He handed it to Florence, “Here, it’s

was a normal sentence, but it made

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

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

cake, Florence had no appetite at

“I

was something wrong with her,

moment and said

she saw Ernest treating

was more afraid that if Florence nodded,

such things if he

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

looked down and saw her dress was stained

stain was there for too long, it may

politely to Gemma,

away for a while,

it seemed to be

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

at Florence and

extremely awkward. Hence, she left

her back as she left, he frowned slightly. This woman didn’t

Florence to her room and she was very

down first, I have tools that is specialize in removing stain from clothes. I’ll go get it

sat down on the 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

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

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

taken together from their

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

and stood far away, apart

relationship between the two seemed