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.

she say so easily like

was him and from beginning to end, his

“Oh, very good.”

‘Bang’. Once again, he had a toast

never see each

head and drank all

welled up in her eyes

seemed to be disintegrating gradually. In her mind, there was only one sentence. ‘I hope that we’ll never see each

to hold

wine was

two people, she only felt as

more she set them up, the

thing was that Florence had drunk a lot so her

reached out and pressed her temple,

little wine. You guys take your time, I’ll go

and the old butler also came in from outside and helped

up Georgia

after just drinking a

him and Florence now, they already had nothing to

seat and took

let me see you

up, intending to see Georgia off but just when she stood up, she felt a little dizzy as

she only had two to three glasses of wine just now and the alcohol concentration was very low,

She raised her hand and pressed her

It’ll be good enough for the butler to help me. You haven’t eaten anything, eat something

the old

door of the box was closed once again. Only Florence and Ernest were left in the

suddenly a

uneasily. She had no appetite for

another glass of wine. His thin lips were pursed and his entire body was

the wine glass

need to stay here out of politeness anymore. If you want to leave,

at her. He strode towards the

there was no one else in the box except

and felt very crestfallen. She

banquet was

so quiet that

stood up to walk towards the outside. But, her steps were not