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.”

you drop the cake if there’s

a deep voice; a hint of concern was

slender fingers were holding a small cake. He handed it to Florence, “Here, it’s strawberry

was a normal sentence, but it made Gemma

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

mighty person, but he could

cake, Florence had no appetite at

it, “I don’t want to

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

said in a deep

when she saw

afraid that if Florence nodded, Ernest would

definitely do such things if he wanted

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

was stained by

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

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

your fiancée away for a while,

asking a question, it seemed to be

it came to Florence. It seemed

Florence and nodded,

and she felt extremely

didn’t

to her room and she was very friendly along

you sit down first, I have tools that is specialize in removing stain from

Gemma went into the changing room

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

even the room decoration style

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

was pictures taken together from their childhood to

good-looking since he was a child. In the photos, he

uneasy and stood far away,

older, especially in the last two photos, the relationship between the two seemed to be much closer. Ernest was still expressionless, but Gemma was smiling and holding his