My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

Georgia also drank the wine in one gulp. However, her eyes were secretly observing the emotional changes of the two people.

Although Florence tried her best to contain herself, she could see that under Florence’s calm expression, her emotions were seething and tumbling.

She was not joyful as she seemed and she even looked a bit sad.

Whereas, Ernest’s hostility around his entire body had explained everything.

These two people clearly could not forget each other. But, both of them were so stubborn that they refused to compromise but they pushed each other far away.

So, she should slightly help them.

Georgia put down the wine glass and turned to look at Florence, saying, “Flory, I hear that you’re leaving?”

Ernest’s movement stiffened for a moment.

Florence nodded, “Yes, the flight is on the day after tomorrow.”

“You’re going back to the Fraser family?”

“Yes.”

“It’s good too to go back to your parents’ side. Then will you come back again?”

Georgia’s question made Ernest’s body involuntarily tense up. He waited for her answer very nervously as if his heart had stopped beating.

Florence’s hand that was under the table tightened again. She subconsciously looked at Ernest and saw that he was just staring at the wine glass fin front of him without even looking at her.

His cold look seemingly showed that he was not interested in this topic.

She was crestfallen.

She uttered the words slowly and softly, “Maybe, I won’t come back again.”

She had no reason to stay here anymore.

The meal tonight was also considered a final farewell banquet. No matter what grudges did they have in the past and whether there was any happiness, sadness or anger, these had already become history. They would not have a connection anymore in the future.

Florence poured another glass of wine for herself. She stood up and raised her glass towards Ernest.

As if she had mustered all her courage, she said seriously, “Mr. Hawkins, thank you very much for your care during this period. This glass of wine is considered a token of appreciation and a…farewell.”

Ernest’s fingers tightened and they almost crushed the wine glass.

Farewell.

easily like

only person she cared about was him and from beginning to end, his care seemed

“Oh, very good.”

curled his lips and also stood up. ‘Bang’. Once

that we’ll never see

the words were uttered, he raised his head and drank all the wine in the

welled up

to be disintegrating gradually. In her mind, there was only one sentence.

much courage did she use to hold back

was surprisingly

she only felt as if her

more she set them up, the

thing was that Florence had drunk a lot so her

she reached out and pressed her temple,

little wine. You guys take

she stood up and the old

up

felt dizzy after just drinking a little wine? She

even if Grandma created the chance for him and Florence now, they already had nothing to

his seat and

me

off but just when she stood up, she felt a little dizzy as if she had drunk

glasses of wine just now and the alcohol concentration was very

hand

be good enough for the butler to help me. You

and the old butler left

once again. Only Florence and Ernest

was suddenly a

was sitting uneasily. She had no appetite for food but she

wine. His thin lips were pursed and his entire

put the wine glass down

to stay here out of politeness anymore. If you

at her.

there was no one else in the box except for

empty seats opposite her and felt very crestfallen.

banquet was

so quiet that it made her uncomfortable and

towards the outside. But, her