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.

had perceived that Ernest was not in a good mood

usual times, restrained himself and sat on the sofa near to

failed to control his curiosity

today? He came back from Riverside in advance of the schedule and threw

confused, “I’m

knows some secrets. See, he’s so ingratiating now. Absolutely he has committed something bad and feels guilty now. Maybe it’s

at Harold who was sucking up to

Florence falls for a

thought of this. He couldn’t believe

he quickly got the key point

“The one

he didn’t keep down his voice when he spilled out the words and everyone in the room, which was prevailed

astonishment with the same expression –

who was gulping down wine, paused. He clenched the glass tightly

of the room

It seemed like he was

I… I didn’t mean

Crack.

was cracked and the broken pieces slipped down Ernest’s hand and fell

really thrilling as if it was

themselves for running out of

by gloominess. He seemed to

Damn it.

wanted to seal his

Ernest moved his

word with a tough and resolute attitude, “She likes

was stupefied and didn’t know how to react. Ernest didn’t give him a blow? Instead,

the fact that Florence liked him was more important

felt quite delighted as he escaped from an attack just now. He chuckled and said, “Yeah. I put my foot in

glasses of wine and

better than be

but his expression still looked gloomy. There was a touch of anger stuffed in his chest

him, yet she insisted on cancelling

such an annoying thing in

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