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

hint of concern was hidden in his stern

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

normal sentence, but it

the word’strawberry flavour’ meant? It meant

a high-positioned and mighty person, but he could remember such a small thing like

strawberry cake, Florence had no appetite

take it, “I don’t want

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

said in a deep

uncomfortable when she saw

Florence nodded, Ernest would take Florence and

definitely do such

said, “Flory, your dress is stained, would you like to come with me to the room

her dress was stained

was there for too long,

about it, she said politely to Gemma,

fiancée away for a while,

seemed to be

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

Florence and nodded,

feeling complicated, and she felt extremely awkward.

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

Florence to her room and

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

down on the sofa, Gemma went into the changing room

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

decoration style was similar. They really were

albums being placed on the dresser. On the albums were some group photos, all of them were pictures of Gemma and Ernest

pictures taken together from their childhood to

a child. In the photos, he still looked stern and

stood next 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 forced by the adults to

seemed to be much closer. Ernest was still expressionless, but Gemma was