My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

Stanford glanced through the room quickly, only to find that Florence didn’t want to take along a lot of things with her.

Only she knew why she wouldn’t take them with her.

Instead of asking, Stanford smiled. He took the initiative to take over the suitcase in Florence’s hands and then pulled it downstairs.

There was a luxurious car parking outside his villa quite long ago.

Collin was sitting in the car with both hands on the window. He waved at Florence when seeing her.

“Flory, I’ll fly you to Europe!”

Stanford glared at him disdainfully. “Shut up! It’s not your turn yet.”

Collin curled his lips. Stanford had gone too far. Without Collin, they probably hadn’t found Florence yet.

What Stanford was doing was to kick down the ladder.

However, Stanford didn’t feel guilty at all. He helped Florence sit in the passenger’s seat, far away from Collin.

Collin felt so upset. Obviously, Stanford was showing off that he had a younger sister, wasn’t he?

Florence didn’t care much about how those two men teased each other. She turned around and looked at the villa that was farther and farther away. She knew clearly that she had set off on the new journey.

After she left, probably she wouldn’t come back forever.

‘Farewell, City N,’ her inner voice said.

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In the CEO’s office, the Hawkins Group.

“Knock. Knock. Knock.”

Suddenly there were some knocks on the door of the quiet office.

Ernest was reading documents. Without raising his head, he said, “Enter.”

The glass door was open. Timothy walked into the office. He looked quite hesitant and uneasy.

Walking to the desk and stopped, he said gingerly, “Mr. Hawkins, I have something to report.”

Ernest uttered two words without looking up at

for a while, he seemed to finally pluck up

Ms. Fraser

you want to tell me about her, you can get out now,” Ernest interrupted his unfinished words coldly. The pressure

working with Ernest for so many years. He knew it clearly that he would survive only if

in person, asking him to pass her

to disobey her

he believed what he was going to say was

encouraged himself inwardly for a while.

off at two o’clock in the afternoon. She’s leaving in a few hours. After she’s left,

City N, so probably

whole life. Mr. Hawkins, I believe

the guts to

desk with a sense of guilt and panic, only to find Ernest creased his good-looking brows slightly. He looked terribly

pen in his hands snapped into

pressure in the office

a frozen voice, he said, “If you talk nonsense again, you’ll be so

trembled, pressing his

Ms. Fraser at this critical moment. Mr. Hawkins

go after Ms. Fraser, which disappointed

pen away expressionlessly. Then he picked up another one and continued to sign on

looking exactly the same

finished passing Georgia’s message, he could only leave the office in silence

quieted

writing on the

“Pat.”

from the pen that was busy writing. The

his head, he saw the carved smiling face on the

was a gift

broke up, he had put away this pen. Accidentally, he

feelings surged again. Everything about Florence kept flashing through

pumping pain in his

for a long time as

had no patience to finish reading the documents in

just felt annoyed and

the clock on the wall, it was almost

off in one and a

how much he wanted to ask her to stay. However, he had tried several times, but she kept pushing him away and distanced herself away