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.”

did you drop the cake if there’s

voice; a hint of

he walked forward; his fair and slender fingers were holding a small cake. He handed it to

was a normal sentence, but

understand what the word’strawberry flavour’ meant? It meant that Ernest was well aware of

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

the exquisite strawberry cake,

“I don’t want to

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

kept quiet for a moment and said in a deep voice, “Are you

she saw Ernest treating

Florence nodded, Ernest

such things if

dress is stained, would you like to

was stained by the icing on the cake she

too long, it may not come off anymore. If so, she would

politely to Gemma,

I’ll take your fiancée away for a while,

asking a question, it seemed to be a bit

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

Florence and nodded, “Go

was feeling complicated, and she felt extremely awkward. Hence, she left immediately

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

brought Florence to her room and she was very friendly

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

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

the decoration style of Gemma’s

style was the same; even the room decoration style was similar. They really were childhood friends who grew up

was casually looking around and she saw several photo albums being placed on the dresser. On the albums

pictures taken together from their childhood

In the photos,

uneasy and

seemed to be much closer. Ernest