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 nothing

hint of concern was hidden in his stern

forward; his fair and slender fingers were holding a small cake. He

sentence, but

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

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

exquisite strawberry cake, Florence had no appetite

didn’t take it, “I don’t want to eat

that there was something wrong with her, but he couldn’t tell what

moment and said in a deep voice, “Are you

felt particularly uncomfortable when she saw Ernest treating Florence so

more afraid that if Florence nodded, Ernest would take Florence

do such things if

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

her dress was stained by

stain was there for too long, it may not come

Gemma, “Then please take me

I’ll take your fiancée away for

asking a question, it seemed to be a

to Florence. It seemed like an ex-girlfriend was

at Florence and nodded, “Go

heart was feeling complicated, and she felt extremely awkward. Hence, she left immediately without

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

room and she was very friendly along the

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

went

decoration style of Gemma’s room was almost the same as that of Ernest’s

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

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

together from

was a child. In the photos, he

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

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