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.”

ahead,” Ernest uttered two words without

hesitating for a while,

Ms.

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

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

him in person, asking him to

to disobey

going to say was quite important to Mr. Hawkins as

himself inwardly for a while.

my words -- Ms. Fraser’s flight will take off at two o’clock

City N, so

can’t just sit there and watch her leave. It’ll be the regret in your whole life. Mr. Hawkins, I believe you still should fight for it,” Timothy nerved himself and spoke

have the guts to finish them

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

in his hands snapped

pressure in the

In a frozen voice, he said, “If you

trembled, pressing

Ernest wanted to go after Ms. Fraser at this critical moment. Mr. Hawkins should act as soon as possible. Or, he would be so

that he would go after Ms. Fraser, which disappointed Timothy

snapped pen away expressionlessly. Then he picked up another one and continued

smoothly and turned pages fast, looking exactly the same as usual. He wasn’t influenced by Florence’s

he could only leave the office in

office quieted

writing

“Pat.”

a drop of black plopped down from the pen that was busy writing. The

head,

a gift

up, he had put away this pen. Accidentally, he used it again because the last pen

suppressed feelings surged again. Everything about Florence

a pumping

thought for a long time as if

to finish reading the documents in front of him

just felt

the wall,

flight would take off in one and a half

ask her to stay. However, he had tried several times, but she kept pushing him away and