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.”

you drop the

hint of concern was hidden

fingers were holding a small cake. He handed it

normal sentence, but it

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

he could remember such a small thing like which dessert Florence

strawberry cake, Florence

it, “I don’t want to eat

straight at Florence, feeling that there was something wrong with her,

kept quiet for a moment and said in a deep voice,

felt particularly uncomfortable when she

if Florence nodded,

do such things if he

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

dress was stained by the icing

was there for too long, it may not come off

Gemma, “Then please take me to the bathroom

your fiancée away for a while, don’t you

seemed to be a bit weird from her

seemed even weirder when it came to Florence.

Florence and nodded,

and she felt extremely awkward. Hence, she left immediately without

didn’t even look at him when she left, as if she was deliberately

her room and she was very friendly along

sit down first, I have tools that is specialize in removing stain from

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

discover that the decoration style of Gemma’s room was almost the same as that

even the room decoration style was

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

was pictures taken together from

the photos, he still looked stern

few years old. They looked uneasy and stood far away, apart

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