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

in a deep voice; a hint of concern was hidden in his stern

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

normal sentence, but it made Gemma

perspicacious person. How could she not understand what the word’strawberry flavour’ meant? It meant that Ernest was well aware of Florence’s tastes

but he could remember such a small thing like which dessert

strawberry cake, Florence

it, “I don’t want to eat

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

kept quiet for a moment and said in

when she saw Ernest treating Florence

was more afraid that if Florence nodded, Ernest would take

would definitely do such things

over and looked at Florence dress, she smiled and said, “Flory, your dress is stained, would you like to come with me to the room and clean

stained by the icing on the cake she

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

much about it, she said politely to Gemma, “Then please take me to the

fiancée away for a while,

asking a question, it seemed to be a bit weird from her

when it came to Florence. It seemed like an

looked at Florence and nodded, “Go

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

room and she was very friendly along the

have tools that is specialize in removing

sat down on the sofa, Gemma went into the

that the decoration

the room decoration style was similar. They really were childhood friends who grew

dresser. On the albums were some group photos, all of them were pictures of Gemma and Ernest

pictures taken together

had been good-looking since he was a child. In the photos, he still looked stern and expressionless

They looked uneasy and stood far away, apart from each other, as if they were forced by

last two photos, the relationship between the two seemed to