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

in a deep voice; a hint of concern was

fingers were holding a small cake.

a normal sentence, but it

was a perspicacious person. How could she not understand what the word’strawberry flavour’ meant? It

could remember such a small thing like which

at the exquisite strawberry cake, Florence

didn’t take it, “I don’t want to

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

for a moment and said in a deep

when she saw Ernest treating Florence so

afraid that if Florence nodded, Ernest

would definitely do such things if he

came over and looked at Florence dress, she smiled and said, “Flory, your dress is stained,

dress was stained by

If the stain was there for too long, it may not come off anymore. If so, she would be in

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

away

asking a question, it seemed to be

Florence. It seemed like an ex-girlfriend was

at Florence and nodded,

and she felt extremely awkward. Hence, she left immediately

left, he frowned slightly. This woman didn’t even

to her room and she

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

sofa, Gemma went into

room and she was surprised to discover that the decoration

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

several photo albums being placed on the dresser. On the albums were some group photos, all of them were

together from their childhood

he was a child. In the photos,

to him, 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 by the adults to

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