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 concern was

fair and slender fingers were holding a small cake. He

but it

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

he could remember

at the exquisite strawberry cake, Florence

it, “I don’t want to eat

that there was something wrong

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

particularly uncomfortable when she

Florence nodded, Ernest would take Florence and leave

would definitely do such things

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

stained by the icing on

If the stain was there for too long, it may not

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

your fiancée away for a

only asking a question, it seemed

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

at Florence

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

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

brought Florence to her room and she was very

have tools that is specialize in removing stain

down on the sofa, Gemma went into

that the decoration style

decoration style was similar. They really were childhood friends

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

pictures taken together from their childhood

child. In the photos, he still looked stern

and stood far away, apart from each other, as if they were forced

the relationship between the two seemed to be much closer. Ernest was still expressionless, but Gemma was smiling