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.

she say so easily like this!

the only person she cared about was him and from

“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 again in the

words were uttered, he raised his head and drank all the wine

Tears welled up in

her mind, there was only one sentence. ‘I hope that we’ll

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

wine was surprisingly

two people, she only

up, the

that Florence had drunk a lot so her cheeks gradually

that it was almost time, she reached out and pressed

I feel dizzy after just drinking a little wine.

up and the old butler also came in from

darkened. He sized up Georgia and

drinking a little wine? She was

Florence now, they

in his seat and

me

see Georgia off but just when she

and the alcohol concentration was very low, how come she

hand and pressed her back to

be good enough for the butler to help me. You haven’t

the old

box was closed once again. Only Florence and Ernest were left in the

atmosphere was suddenly

was sitting uneasily. She had no appetite

drank another glass of wine. His thin lips were

the wine glass

to stay here out of politeness anymore. If

looked at her. He strode towards

minutes, there was no one else in the box

empty seats opposite her and

banquet

too quiet. It was so quiet that it made her

walk towards the outside. But, her steps