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.

every guest and then walked over and said to Ernest, “Sir, many guests are waiting to have

we come to meet them?

his gaze to

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

was a sensible person. He proactively explained to Florence, “Ms. Fraser, you’re Mr. Hawkins’ companion. If you don’t want to meet them, sir will not meet them either. Although it’s a bit impolite if the host doesn’t greet the guests on his birthday

in her mind when she heard

indeed Mr. Hawkins’ best assistant and he was so

Florence to make the choice, he told her all the disadvantages and emphasized that she was the person that

Florence knew that this was Timothy’s trick, she

her will a lot, and it would be inappropriate if she refused to meet

towards Ernest, “Mr. Hawkins, let’s go to toast the

“Okay.”

Florence. His unfathomable eyes were so charming and they were like two vortexes that

heart missed one beat and then

lines of sights and

he was like a tall mountain that could shelter

curled his

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

trace of light flickered in her eyes. She slowly reached out and wrapped her arm around

in hand with

bit unease, but Ernest

wines and said in an unpleased voice, “Timothy, where’s

a bit stunned because it was Ernest who ordered them to remove the orange juice. He asked them to remove all the orange

care whether other guests of the party would like orange juice

he ask for it

he still replied honestly,

“Serve it now.”

a simple and

Timothy was rendered speechless.

you’re the boss and it’s all