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.”

uttered two words without looking up at

his hands awkwardly. After hesitating for a while, he seemed to

Hawkins, Ms.

Ernest

rising from his soles. He had been working with Ernest for so many years. He knew it clearly that he would survive only if he shut up now. Otherwise, he would end

called him in person, asking him

to

he was going to say was quite important to

himself inwardly for a

off at two o’clock in the afternoon. She’s leaving in a few hours. After she’s left, we don’t know when she will come

N, so probably she would never come back

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,”

he didn’t have the guts to finish them

his words, Timothy glanced at the man behind the desk with a sense of guilt

his hands snapped into

pressure in the office

lips parted slightly. In a frozen voice, he said, “If you talk nonsense again, you’ll

pressing his lips

if Ernest wanted to go after Ms. Fraser at this critical moment. Mr. Hawkins should act as soon as

didn’t look like that he would go after Ms. Fraser,

snapped pen away expressionlessly. Then he picked up another one

smoothly and turned pages fast, looking exactly the same as

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

quieted down

of writing

“Pat.”

down from the pen that was busy writing. The ink drop stained

Lowering his head, he

pen was a

away this pen. Accidentally, he used it again

surged again. Everything about Florence kept

a pumping pain in his

thought for a long time as if the time had

finish reading the

felt

on the wall,

in one and a half

she kept pushing him away and distanced herself away from him again and again. No matter how much he had tried, he couldn’t make