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.

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

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

Instead, he shifted his gaze to Florence and asked, “Do you want to

to meet was Ernest, why did he

not meet them either. Although it’s a bit impolite if the host

capability in her

was indeed Mr. Hawkins’ best assistant and he

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

this was Timothy’s

lot, and it would

“Mr. Hawkins, let’s go to toast the

“Okay.”

his eyes on Florence. His unfathomable eyes were so charming and they were like two vortexes that were about to suck her

heart missed one beat and

lines of sights and hurriedly stood up, “Then… Let’s

was like a tall mountain that could shelter

slightly curled

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

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

to the center of the party hand in hand with Florence, they drew the attentions

a bit unease, but Ernest

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

ordered them to remove the orange juice. He asked them to remove all the

when he said that and didn’t care whether other guests

did he ask for

Timothy was very confused, he still replied honestly, “It’s

“Serve it now.”

a simple

Timothy was rendered speechless.

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