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 this!

end, the only person she cared about was him and from beginning to end, his

“Oh, very good.”

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

that we’ll never see each other

uttered, he raised his head and drank all the

welled up in

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

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

was

she only felt as if her temples

set them up, the worse

drunk a

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

feel dizzy after just drinking a little wine. You guys take your time,

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

eyes darkened. He sized up Georgia

felt dizzy after just drinking a

Grandma created the chance for him and Florence now, they already had

in his seat and took

me

when she stood up, she felt a little

wine just now and the alcohol concentration was

raised her hand and pressed her back

to help me. You haven’t eaten anything, eat

speaking, Georgia and the old butler

was closed once again. Only Florence and

atmosphere was suddenly

She had no appetite for food but

wine. His thin lips were

put the wine glass

here out of politeness

at her. He strode towards

there was no one else in the box

seats opposite her and felt very crestfallen. She sarcastically curled

farewell banquet

was too quiet. It was so quiet that it

to walk towards the outside. But,