My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

After going back with her belongings, Florence went to the room that she woke up in.

The room would be her bedroom from now on.

It wasn’t until now did she find that all the decoration in this room was quite girlish, which was the room prepared for her deliberately from the very beginning.

Florence’s eyes were slightly red. It seemed that her empty heart had something filled in.

It turned out in this world, she wasn’t alone at all. There was someone still waiting for her all the time and having prepared a bedroom for her.

From now on, this would be her home.

Although it was an unknown place, Florence had a feeling of where she belonged, that she had never felt before.

Stanford originally planned to help her tidy the bedroom, but Florence rejected him firmly. She just needed to take all things out of the suitcases. Although she was still a bit unwell, she could handle it.

Besides, she needed to do something to keep herself busy.

Florence opened the suitcase and put her belongings as she planned. When hanging her clothes, she was taken aback when seeing those clothes that were taken out of the suitcase.

Most of them were from the world-famous brand with extremely good quality. Almost all of them were from Ernest.

He used to prepare a whole cloakroom of clothes for her, which included everything, all the brands, and all styles with her sizes.

She couldn’t wear them completely but she did wear some of them, which were taken in her suitcase.

When she looked at them, she found Ernest’s shadow on them.

What he had done for her was so nice that she still couldn’t help be moved when recalling them now.

However, she believed those feelings were fake.

Florence felt a sharp pang in her heart as if it was torn apart. She covered her chest, almost falling on the ground.

In fact, she indeed wanted to ask him why he would be so ruthless ... everything was fake, but he could have done it so carefully and nicely, making her moved and hurt.

She had declared that she would marry the one she loved, but why didn’t he listen?

Florence wanted to burst into tears, but she gritting her teeth tightly to suppress her

become her past sooner or later. If she couldn’t suppress

didn’t want to cry

Then she put all things that

things wouldn’t

in the innermost closet, there were a few things left

She gaped, feeling bitter.

out that unconsciously, Ernest had already intruded her life, leaving

to set of

didn’t feel anything special when wearing it, but Stanford

to her, he opened her closet and found a few

the room, there were quite limited things that belonged to Florence.

pills, Stanford suggested, “Flory, let’s

in the mood, shaking her head to

at

nod in agreement.

at picking up his clothes. As his younger sister, it was reasonable for her

experience

different experiences could

he had already bought what he wanted in the very first shop. Then naturally, he

nice, he would pick it up and put it on her. Then he would urge her

was helpless. “I don’t need any

enough. Besides, this is my first time shopping for my sister. Please let

couldn’t say no

the

daze. It seemed that she hadn’t

which one she picked at random, it would fit her in terms of the style and the size.

have the chance to meet

wondered if he

“Pak. Pak.”

trying to get rid of

just needed to lead a good life without thinking about him. She should stop

took a deep breath and suppressed all her feelings. Then she opened the door of the fitting room and walked