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.”

the cake if there’s

in a deep voice; a hint of concern was hidden

slender fingers were holding a small cake. He handed it to Florence, “Here,

a normal sentence, but it

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

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

exquisite strawberry cake, Florence had

didn’t take it, “I don’t

feeling that there was something wrong with

a moment and said in a deep voice, “Are

felt particularly uncomfortable when she saw Ernest treating Florence so

Florence nodded, Ernest

definitely do such

and said, “Flory, your dress is

looked down and saw her dress was stained by the icing on the

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

to Gemma, “Then please take me to the bathroom and deal with

your fiancée away

she was only asking a question, it seemed to be a bit weird from

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

at Florence

felt extremely awkward. Hence, she left immediately

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

room and she was very friendly along

is specialize in removing stain from clothes. I’ll go

the sofa, Gemma went into the changing room

room and she was surprised to discover that the decoration style

the room decoration style

on the dresser. On the

was pictures taken together from their childhood to

child. In the photos, he still looked stern and expressionless when he

was when they were just a few years old. They looked uneasy and stood far away, apart from each other, as if they were

older, especially in the last two photos, the relationship between the two seemed to