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

cared about was him and from beginning to

“Oh, very good.”

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

never see each other again in the

and drank

welled

seemed to be disintegrating gradually. In her mind, there was only one sentence. ‘I

she use to hold back

wine was

at these two people, she only felt as if

up,

that Florence had drunk a lot so her cheeks gradually

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

a little wine. You guys

old butler also came

darkened. He sized up Georgia and withdrew his

a little wine? She

Florence now, they already had nothing to

his seat and took another

let me see you

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

hand

to help me. You

Georgia and the old butler

closed once again. Only Florence and Ernest were

suddenly a little

uneasily. She had no appetite

drank another glass of wine. His thin lips were pursed and his entire

wine glass down

need to stay here out of politeness anymore. If you want

longer looked at her. He strode

no one else

the empty seats opposite her and felt

banquet was

too quiet. It was so quiet that it made her uncomfortable

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