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.”

words without looking up at

a while, he seemed to finally

Hawkins, Ms. Fraser

now,” Ernest

could feel a chill 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 pass

not to disobey her

he believed what he was going to say was quite important to Mr.

encouraged himself inwardly

he continued, “Please excuse me, Mr. Hawkins. I must finish my words -- Ms. Fraser’s flight will take 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

unattached to City N, so probably she would never come back

her. You can’t just sit there and watch her leave. It’ll be the regret in your whole life. Mr. Hawkins, I

didn’t have the guts

finishing his words, Timothy glanced at the man behind the desk with a sense of guilt and panic, only to find

in his

the

In a frozen voice, he said, “If you talk nonsense

trembled, pressing

at this critical moment. Mr. Hawkins should act as

would go after Ms. Fraser, which disappointed

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

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

passing Georgia’s message, he could only leave

office quieted down

of writing on

“Pat.”

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

was a bit taken aback. Lowering his head, he saw

was a gift

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

pen, his suppressed feelings surged again. Everything

a pumping pain

for

patience to finish reading the documents in

felt annoyed

wall, it

would take off in one and a half

knew 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 from him again and again. No matter