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 like this!

him and from beginning to end, his care

“Oh, very good.”

up. ‘Bang’. Once again, he had a

never see

raised his head and drank all the

froze. Tears welled up in

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

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

was

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

set them up,

that Florence had drunk a lot

reached out and pressed her temple, pretending to show a

I’m old. I feel dizzy after just drinking a little wine.

the old butler

up Georgia and withdrew

after just drinking a little wine?

for him and Florence now, they already

in his seat and

me see you

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

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

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

help me. You haven’t eaten

the

closed once again. Only Florence

suddenly a little

sitting uneasily. She had no appetite for food but she also

of wine. His thin lips were pursed and his entire body

wine glass down and

stay here out of politeness

at her. He strode

a few minutes, there was no one else

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

farewell banquet was

quiet. It was so quiet that it made

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