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

voice; a hint of concern was hidden in his stern

and slender fingers were holding a small cake. He handed it to

was a normal sentence, but

could she not understand what the word’strawberry flavour’ meant? It meant that Ernest was well aware

he could remember such a small thing like

exquisite strawberry cake, Florence had no appetite at

it, “I don’t

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

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

she saw Ernest treating Florence

that if Florence nodded, Ernest would

such things

immediately came over and looked at Florence dress, she smiled and said, “Flory, your dress is stained, would you like to

her dress was stained by the

cost a lot of money. If the stain was there for too

she said politely to Gemma, “Then please take me to the bathroom and

away for a while,

seemed to be a bit

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

looked at Florence and nodded, “Go

complicated, and she felt extremely awkward. Hence, she left

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

brought Florence to her room and she was

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

sat down on the sofa, Gemma went into the changing

and she was surprised to discover that the decoration

even the room decoration style was similar. They

saw several photo albums being placed on the dresser. On the albums were

pictures taken together from their childhood

had been good-looking since he was a child. In the photos, he still looked stern and expressionless when he was

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

between the two seemed