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.

so easily like this!

about was him

“Oh, very good.”

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

never see each other again in

uttered, he raised his head and drank all the wine

Tears welled up

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

to hold back the tears. She stiffly withdrew her hand and drank

wine was

she only felt as if her

them up, the worse their

was that Florence had drunk a lot so her cheeks gradually

almost time, she reached out and pressed her temple,

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

stood up and the old butler

eyes darkened. He sized up

after just drinking a little wine? She was perhaps

created the chance for him and Florence now, they

his seat and took

me see you

she stood

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

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

for the butler to help me. You

Georgia and the old

once again. Only Florence

was suddenly a

no appetite for food but she also

His thin lips

put the wine glass down

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

longer looked at her. He strode

was no one else in the

empty seats opposite her and felt very

banquet was

too quiet. It was so quiet that it made

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