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

deep voice; a hint of concern

fair and slender fingers were holding a small cake.

was a normal sentence, but it made

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

such a high-positioned and mighty person, but he could remember such a

at the exquisite strawberry cake, Florence had no

take it, “I don’t

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

kept quiet for a moment and said in a

felt particularly uncomfortable when she saw Ernest treating Florence so

afraid that if Florence nodded, Ernest would

such

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

stained

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

didn’t think much about it, she said politely to Gemma, “Then please take me to the bathroom and deal with

your fiancée away for

it seemed to be a

Florence. It seemed like an

at Florence and

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

her back as she left, he frowned slightly. This woman didn’t even look at him when she left, as if she was deliberately avoiding

to her room and she was very

specialize in

Florence sat down on the sofa, Gemma went into the changing room to searching for

and she was surprised to discover that the decoration style of

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

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

was pictures taken together from their childhood to

the photos, he still looked stern and expressionless

a few years old. They looked uneasy and stood far away,

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