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.

could she say so easily

only person she cared about was him and from

“Oh, very good.”

also stood up. ‘Bang’. Once again, he had

we’ll never see each

uttered, he raised his head and drank all the wine in the glass in one

welled up in her

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

she use to hold back the tears. She stiffly withdrew

was

these two people, she only felt

them up, the

had drunk a lot so

saw that it was almost time, she reached out and pressed her temple, pretending to show a

drinking a little wine.

stood up and the old butler also came in

up Georgia and

a

and Florence now, they already had nothing

in his seat and took another

let me

she stood up, she felt a little

glasses of wine just now and the alcohol concentration was very low,

Florence’s strangeness. She raised her hand and pressed her back

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

and the

box was closed once again. Only Florence

was suddenly

had no appetite for food but she

His thin lips were pursed and

the wine glass down

here out of politeness anymore. If you

looked at her. He strode towards the

few minutes, there was no one else in the

her and felt

banquet

too quiet. It was so quiet that it made her uncomfortable

towards the outside. But, her steps were not steady as if she