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! She

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

“Oh, very good.”

up. ‘Bang’. Once again, he had a

see

he raised his head and drank all the wine in

abruptly froze. Tears welled

there was only one sentence. ‘I hope that we’ll never see each other again in

not know how much courage did she use to hold back the tears. She stiffly withdrew her

was

she only felt

them up, the worse their

drunk a lot so her

reached out and pressed her temple, pretending

wine.

said, she stood up and the old

darkened. He sized up Georgia and

drinking a little wine? She was

created the chance for him and Florence now, they

sat in his seat and took another sip of

me see

just when she stood up, she felt a little dizzy as if

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

strangeness. She raised her hand and pressed her

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

Georgia and the

door of the box was closed once again. Only Florence

was suddenly

was sitting uneasily. She had no appetite for food but she also

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

wine glass down and

need to stay here out of politeness

looked at her. He strode

minutes, there was no one else in the box except for

seats opposite her and felt very crestfallen. She sarcastically

farewell banquet was

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

stood up to walk towards the outside. But, her steps were not steady as if she was