My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

Gemma froze. She gazed at Ernest in astonishment as she hadn’t expected that Ernest would show no respect to her.

This happened for the first time over the decades.

Although she was overwhelmed by sadness, she still maintained a magnanimous look. There was a trace of grievance in her watery eyes.

“Ernest, I’m just caring about you.”

Care?

She cared about them a lot and misguided Florence, making her thought that she was Ernest’s girlfriend.

It was just that Ernest didn’t care about Gemma’s attitude before, but since he knew about her feelings and tricks now, he would not allow this to continue.

“I will take care of Florence. It’s enough. And I don’t need the care from the other woman.” He said aloofly and indifferently.

He distanced himself from Gemma and made clear of their relationship with these simple words.

Gemma felt like she was splashed by a basin of water in the world of ice and snow. She felt a gush of chill from her head down the soles of her feet and her heart was clutched by coldness too.

It was hard for her to reach her before. She had many opportunities to get along with him, but she still could not win his heart. But now, the gap between them became huger and it was like she couldn’t get him in the rest of her life.

Tears welled up in her eyes. Gemma stood motionlessly on the spot like a lifeless puppet.

Florence also felt a bit shocked. She was clear about Gemma and Ernest’s past and their relationship. They were not only childhood sweethearts; moreover, Gemma had a car accident because of Ernest. Therefore, Gemma had been a special person for Ernest.

But she hadn’t expected that Ernest would make clear of his relationship with Gemma without hesitation.

Was it because she misunderstood it?

Florence’s heartbeat quickened and some weird emotions emerged in her heart.

…

As it was Ernest’s birthday party, all the guests came here for Ernest.

greeted every guest and then walked over and said to Ernest, “Sir, many

hesitantly and then continued, “Shall we come to meet them? Or shall I

shifted his gaze to

was stunned. The one they wanted to meet was Ernest,

you’re Mr. Hawkins’ companion. If you don’t want to meet them, sir will not meet them either. Although it’s a bit

capability in her mind when she heard the

Mr. Hawkins’ best assistant

he was asking Florence to make the choice, he told her all the disadvantages and emphasized that she was the person that Ernest cared the most and all the guests from the upper-class of City N were not comparable

that this was Timothy’s

her will a lot, and it would

Ernest, “Mr. Hawkins, let’s go

“Okay.”

so charming and they

one beat and

and hurriedly stood

mountain that could shelter Florence from all storms, which gave her

curled his

was in a trance when noticing that Ernest was waiting for her to put her arm around his. This man was so outstanding. But right at this moment, he was standing by her side at a very close distance. They were so

in her eyes. She slowly reached

hand in hand with Florence, they drew the attentions of

felt a bit unease, but Ernest directly ignored all of

wines and said in an unpleased voice, “Timothy,

juice. He asked them to remove all the orange juice of the party so that he would not see them

it very much when he said that and didn’t care whether other

he ask for

Timothy was very confused, he still replied honestly,

“Serve it now.”

a simple

Timothy was rendered speechless.

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