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 cake if there’s

spoke in a deep voice; a hint of concern was hidden in his

were holding a small cake. He handed

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

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

cake, Florence had no appetite at

it, “I don’t want to eat

was something wrong with her, but

a moment and said in a deep voice, “Are

felt particularly uncomfortable when she saw Ernest treating Florence so

was more afraid that if Florence nodded, Ernest would take Florence and leave

such things if he

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

her dress was stained by the icing on

a lot of money. If the stain was there for too long, it may not come off anymore. If so, she would

didn’t think much about it, she said politely to Gemma, “Then please take me to the bathroom and deal

fiancée away for a

question, it seemed to be a bit weird from her

Florence. It seemed

at Florence and nodded,

extremely awkward. Hence, she left immediately

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

Florence to her room and she was very friendly along

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went into the changing room to searching for

observed the room and she was surprised to discover that the decoration style of Gemma’s room was almost the same

manor 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

was pictures taken together from

he was a child. In the photos, he still looked

years old. They looked uneasy and stood far away, apart from each other,

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