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

hint of

slender fingers were holding a

a normal sentence, but it made

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

mighty person, but he could

at the exquisite strawberry cake, Florence

“I

feeling that there was something wrong with her, but he

a moment and said in a

uncomfortable when she saw

more afraid that if Florence nodded, Ernest would take Florence and

do such

your dress is stained, would you like

saw her dress was stained by the icing on the

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

said politely to Gemma, “Then please take

take your fiancée away for a while, don’t you

question, it seemed to be a bit weird from

came to Florence. It seemed like an ex-girlfriend was

at Florence and nodded,

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

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

to her room and she was very friendly along

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

on the sofa, Gemma went into the changing room to

she was surprised to discover that the decoration style of Gemma’s room was almost the

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

the dresser. On the albums were some group photos, all of them

taken together from

since he was a child. In the photos, he still looked stern and expressionless when

few years old. They looked uneasy and stood far away, apart from each other, as if

two photos, the relationship between the two seemed to be much closer. Ernest was