My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

Florence called Phoebe in advance, telling her that she was moving out.

Phoebe waited for her at home.

Since she used to stay here, Florence had Phoebe’s apartment key. When she arrived, she opened the door herself.

As soon as she walked in, she heard a loud bang. As if some flowers exploded, colorful stripes fell above her head.

Phoebe was standing in front of her and said loudly with a smile, “Flory, congratulations on your success in confession. Wish you and Ernest marry soon and have a baby shortly!”

Florence stiffed. Her heart that she kept pretended calm was like being cut by something all of a sudden.

The wound suppressed by her was exposed immediately, the pain of which making her feel the spasm and suffocation.

“Did you bring Ernest here? I’ve spent a lot of effort on your confession. You should invite me for...” Phoebe wanted Florence to invite her for dinner.

However, as she spoke, she sensed something wrong.

Florence’s face was so pale and her eyes were reddened while she was trying hard to suppress her feelings. However, her feelings had nothing to do with happiness.

Phoebe wondered what happened.

She was shocked. Immediately, she tossed away the cylindrical firework in her hands and walked to Florence in worry.

“Flory, what happened? Did you...” She wondered if Florence failed to confess.

However, Phoebe found it hard to finish her question. It seemed so surprising and impossible to her.

Florence had prepared the confession carefully. Any man would be moved, not to mention that Ernest had liked Florence so much. No matter what, this confession should be succeeded.

But why...

Florence shook her head. Suppressing the sobs in her throat, she said in a light tone, “I have nothing to do with Ernest Hawkins from now on.”

Phoebe gaped in disbelief.

“How could it be...”

It was truly out of her imagination. “Was there an accident? What happened? Please tell me.”

“Flory caught a cold. She can’t stay out too long. We have to pack up her stuff and go home.”

Stanford walked out of the door shadow, standing next to Florence.

and strong figure showed

What a handsome man! He was way too

and what his relationship was with Florence because Phoebe

Immediately, she

“Who are you?”

was so protective of his sister, Stanford

had such a true friend with her. He guessed that Phoebe must be taking care

out his hand gentlemanly. “Hi, I’m Stanford Fraser, Florence’s

“Her older brother?”

didn’t get it. “As far as I know, there’s no son in the Fraser

I’m Florence’s biological brother from

raised a bit as

She felt more surprised than when she heard that Florence

asked anxiously, “Flory, what’s going on? Is he truly

We’ve done

but she became more shocked

Florence had a biological brother who was extremely

why she herself wasn’t so lucky to have

Florence wasn’t in the mood to chat. After simply speaking to Phoebe,

Stanford had already

the cosmetic bag from Florence’s hands. “Let me do the things that need

was a bit helpless. It was

brother treated her like a patient with a serious

a ghost, quickly moved to stand beside Florence. “Flory, your brother is much better than

was a

to be exact, she lost a man that she

trace of depressing

lips, Florence walked to the closet, getting her clothes. Gritting her teeth tightly, she managed to suppress the tears in her

two’s help,

take the two suitcases and pushed them out

out. Still, in worry, she said, “Flory, if you are unhappy, please come to find me. Let’s have a talk and make you feel better. You can also come to stay with

nodded. “Thank you so

nowhere to go, Phoebe was so

and waved her hand. “That’s what friends for. Please don’t

and said with concern, “Flory, please don’t be so sad. If you’re not destined to gain someone’s heart, just let it go then. Keep moving on. There will be a

pressed her lips, wondering if there would be another man in this world who would be better

how good Ernest was, he had never

good or how excellent he was, she couldn’t afford to

I’m alright now.