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!

only person she cared about was him and from beginning

“Oh, very good.”

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

we’ll never see

and drank all the

Tears welled up in

there was only one sentence. ‘I hope that we’ll never

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

wine was

Georgia looked at these two people, she only felt as

she set them up,

Florence had drunk a lot

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

just drinking a little wine. You guys take your time, I’ll go back to

she stood up and the old butler also came

He sized up Georgia and withdrew

drinking a little wine? She was perhaps

created the chance for him and Florence

seat and took another sip

let me

but just when she stood up, she felt

she only had two to three glasses of wine just now and the alcohol concentration was very low, how come she would be

raised her hand

good enough for the butler to help me. You haven’t eaten anything, eat something

speaking, Georgia and the old butler left

once again. Only Florence and

suddenly a

no appetite for food but she also could

His thin lips were pursed

glass down

here out of politeness anymore.

no longer looked at her. He strode towards the

no one else in the box

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

farewell banquet was

so quiet that it made

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