My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

Chapter 288: In a Drunken Fit?

She looked out of the window and smiled helplessly, “Ernest Hawkins.”

It seemed like that his name had been craved on her heart unknowingly. But he was the one that she couldn’t love.

Phoebe was not surprised when she learned the answer because it was within her expectation.

As expected, how could Florence fall in love with the other man with such a perfect fiancé by her side?

“Now that you have feelings for Ernest, why do you want to cancel the engagement with him?”

It’s a life-time pursuit and the happiest things for a woman to marry a man that she loves.

Phoebe couldn’t understand Florence.

Florence pressed her lips together. She was overwhelmed by a bitter feeling. It was because she loved Ernest that she had to cancel their engagement.

She shook her head, “This is life. For the most of the time, we can’t do the things that we like.”

Phoebe knitted her brows and felt distressed for Florence.

“But you look sad now.”

Florence didn’t look as sad as she was now when she was treated by Grayson back then.

She must love Ernest very much.

In TS Club…

Generally a super luxurious private room was supposed to be boisterous with beauties surrounding their guests. But right at this moment, several men sat straightly and obediently on the sofa. All off them looked gloomy.

They drank one bottle after another. None of they dared to speak loudly.

They stole a glance at the man who was sitting on the innermost part of the sofa from time to time to see whether if his expression was getting colder.

Originally, Harold and his friends had a gathering tonight and they booked the private room as well as the beautiful hostesses and the wines.

When they were singing in the room, which pushed the atmosphere to its climax, Ernest broke into the room and walked in with a cold face. He then urged those hostesses to leave without any explanation.

Harold and his friends were dumbfounded and looked at each other in bewilderment.

perceived that Ernest was

in usual times, restrained himself and sat on the sofa near to Ernest obediently. When Ernest gulped down the glass of wine,

finally failed to control his curiosity and

wrong with Ernest today? He came back from Riverside in

confused, “I’m not clear of

Harold? Looks like he knows some secrets. See, he’s so ingratiating now. Absolutely he has committed something bad and

a glance at Harold who was sucking up to Ernest and seemed to think of

that Florence falls for a

when he thought of this. He couldn’t believe in

quickly got

“The one

out the words and everyone in the

with the same expression –

glass tightly and

of the room became

froze. It seemed like

I… I didn’t

Crack.

the broken pieces slipped down Ernest’s hand and

pieces, the scene looked really thrilling as if it was a scene of an

tensed up and preparing themselves

overwhelmed by gloominess. He seemed to be

Damn it.

to seal

a gloomy ambience, Ernest moved his thin lips with coldness in

word with a tough and resolute attitude,

Ernest didn’t give

was more important than

said, “Yeah. I put my foot in my mouth just now. I shall punish myself and gulp down three glasses of

poured himself three glasses of

himself drunken was better than

was a touch

yet she insisted on cancelling

never encountered such an annoying thing

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