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.

say so easily

end, the only person she cared about was him

“Oh, very good.”

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

hope that we’ll never see

were uttered, he raised his head and drank

Tears welled up in

there was only one sentence. ‘I hope that we’ll never see each

to hold back the tears. She stiffly withdrew her hand and drank

was surprisingly

these two people, she only felt as if her temples

more she set them up, the worse

Florence had drunk a lot

that it was almost time, she reached out and pressed her

a little wine. You guys take

up and the old butler also came in from outside and helped

up

just drinking a little

chance for him and Florence now, they already had nothing to say

in his seat and took another sip of

let me see

the initiative to stand up, intending to see Georgia off but just when she stood

two to three glasses of wine just now and the alcohol

Florence’s strangeness. She raised her hand and pressed

enough for the butler to help me. You

Georgia and the old

box was closed once again. Only Florence and

suddenly a

uneasily. She had no appetite for food

lips were pursed and his entire body

glass

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

looked at her.

minutes, there was no one else in the box

opposite her and felt very crestfallen. She sarcastically

banquet was

was so quiet that it made her uncomfortable and

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