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

cared about was him and from beginning to end, his care

“Oh, very good.”

and also stood up. ‘Bang’. Once again, he had a toast with Florence

see each other again in

raised his head and drank all the wine in the glass in

froze. Tears welled up in her

there was only one sentence. ‘I hope

courage did she use to hold back the tears. She stiffly withdrew her hand

was

these two people, she

up, the

thing was that Florence had drunk a lot so

she reached out

just drinking a little wine. You guys take your time, I’ll go back

said, she stood up and the old butler also came in from outside and helped

He sized up

just drinking a

him and Florence now,

his seat and took

me

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

just now and the alcohol concentration was very low, how come she would be

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

to help me. You haven’t

speaking, Georgia and the old butler left

door of the box was closed once again.

was suddenly

sitting uneasily. She had no appetite

His thin lips were pursed and

the wine glass down and

here out of politeness anymore. If you want to

longer looked at her. He strode

few minutes, there was no one else in the box except

and

farewell banquet

quiet. It was so quiet that

took her bag and also stood up to walk towards the outside. But, her steps were not steady as if she