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 like this!

cared about was him and from beginning to end,

“Oh, very good.”

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

that we’ll never see each other again in the

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

welled up in her

there was only one sentence. ‘I hope

hold

was surprisingly

at these two people, she only felt as if her temples were

set them up, the worse their relationship

was that Florence had drunk a lot so her cheeks

time, she reached out and pressed her

wine. You guys take

up and the old butler also came in from

He sized up Georgia

drinking a

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

his seat and took another sip of

let me see

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

only had two to three glasses of wine just now and the alcohol

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

help me. You haven’t eaten anything, eat something before

Georgia and the old butler left

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

atmosphere was suddenly a

appetite for food but

wine. His thin lips were pursed and his entire

glass down and

out of politeness anymore. If you want to leave, just

longer looked at her. He strode

there was no one else

seats opposite her and felt very crestfallen. She sarcastically curled her

banquet was

too quiet. It was so quiet that it made her

towards the outside. But, her steps