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

was him and

“Oh, very good.”

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

never see each other again in the

raised his head and drank all

froze. Tears welled up

In her mind, there was only one sentence. ‘I hope that we’ll

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

wine was

at these two people, she

up, the worse their relationship

good thing was that Florence had drunk a lot so her

she reached out and pressed

little wine.

stood up and the old butler also came in from outside

He sized up Georgia and

a little

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

seat and

me see

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

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

Florence’s strangeness. She raised her hand and pressed

good enough for the butler to help me. You haven’t eaten

speaking, Georgia and the old

once again. Only Florence

atmosphere was suddenly

She had no appetite for

another glass of wine. His thin lips

glass down and stood

need to stay here out of politeness anymore. If you

her. He strode

no one else in

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

farewell banquet

quiet. It was so quiet that it

and also stood up to walk towards the outside. But, her steps were