My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

Florence had been waiting for those words since they began. Now that she had heard him saying that, Florence was not happy as she imagined, and she felt inexplicably bad instead. She pursed her lips and did not utter a word.

Ernest stared at her coldly and said, “How heartless of you, Florence!” After saying those deeply subtle words, he turned around, walked out and slammed the door shut. Florence was still petrified at the spot until the surrounding had become silent and she could not react at length. She could still see his cold eyes when he left and his words still lingered on her ears.

“If this is your choice, I’ll consent.”

“I’ll cancel the marriage, as you wish.”

“How heartless of you, Florence.”

His words had conveyed his disappointment, grievance and determination. She had finally succeeded in chasing him away. She felt awful, but she thought she did not have the right to feel awful on the other hand. That was her choice and decision, wasn’t it?

Phoebe who had heard everything in the room slowly pushed the door open and walked out. Seeing Florence standing there looking lonely, she walked towards her and held her hand, asking with care, “Are you alright? Flory.” How could she be alright? But she had nothing else to say now.

Florence reacted and forced out a wry smile. “Don’t worry, I’m okay.” Although her heart ached, she believed she would be alright after a few days. It would never be possible between her and Ernest. Better a little loss than a long sorrow, that was the best solution.

with her heart ached. She pursed her lips and apologized. “Flory, it’s Harold who saw what happened that night. I’m sorry.” Florence did not blame anybody. She looked at Phoebe and said, “Phoebe, it’s not your fault. I’m going to sleep,

she knew nothing she said was meaningful and that would irritate Florence instead. She could only turn off the lights and entered her room quietly, trying not to disturb her. The night was dark and silent, and

for one week. It was a good thing though, as her situation was very

to completely stay away from Ernest, yet she did not expect that she would feel sad and heartbroken too. Her heart ached and she found it difficult to breathe. She had not been able to fall asleep for the whole night and she did not have the mood to think of any other things…As if something was separated from her

avoid falling for Ernest. Why did she still end up that

inevitably felt worried. She knew she was feeling sad yesterday and she did not disturb her on purpose, but she was worried that her health would decline if she continued that any

Florence’s room door cracked open before she had

cautious eyes and smiled. She walked towards the couch and sat down. “Yeah, I do feel bad, but it will soon be over, don’t

worried if she said she did not feel bad at all. She heaved a sigh of relief and nodded. “That’s right. Sit down, Chef Jenkins’s noodles are almost finished,

what happened, she would stay by her side and give her

herself, “Look, doesn’t it look delicious?” Florence looked towards it. It was a bowl of simple home-cooked thin noodles, but the condiments added were good. The

not have any appetite, since Phoebe had cooked the noodle for her and cared for her that much, she could not disappoint her. She took over the

shook her head and said, “No, it’s quite good. You can have a try if you don’t believe me.” Phoebe then

have added too much salt when I saw you coming out just now! Yuck!” Florence gazed at her brooding look and let out a smile. Phoebe turned around and seeing her smiling, she put down the chopsticks and pressed her onto the couch, tickling her. “Flory, how could you