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

deep voice; a hint of concern was hidden

a

a normal sentence, but it

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

he could remember such a small thing like which dessert Florence

at the exquisite strawberry cake,

“I don’t want to

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

and said

she saw Ernest

Florence nodded, Ernest would take Florence and leave

do such

dress, she smiled and said, “Flory, your dress is stained, would you like to come with me

dress was stained by

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

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

away for a

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

when it came to Florence.

at Florence

complicated, and she felt extremely awkward. Hence, she

he frowned slightly. This woman didn’t even look at

and she was very friendly along

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

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

was surprised to discover that the decoration style

same; even the room decoration style was similar. They really

was casually looking around and she saw several photo albums being placed on the dresser. On the albums were some group photos, all of them were pictures of Gemma

was pictures taken together from their

photos, he still looked stern and expressionless when

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

last two photos, the relationship between the two seemed to be much