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?

pang in her heart made her eyes ached as well. Florence wanted to burst into tears,

how heartbroken she was not, it would become her past sooner

want to cry for him

clothes in a bag. Then she put all things that Ernest gave to her or related to Ernest together and

wouldn’t be taken

put all the things in the innermost closet, there were a few things left

She gaped, feeling bitter.

had already intruded her life, leaving so many of his

had to set of clothes, which were all

wearing it, but Stanford

her, he opened her closet and found a few

limited things that belonged to Florence. She even

pills, Stanford

in the mood, shaking her

to buy some clothes. Please accompany me, OK?” Stanford looked at Florence expectantly. She couldn’t

to nod in

Stanford was a man, who might not be good at picking up his clothes. As his

hadn’t had the experience to go shopping together

the different experiences

accompany Stanford to go shopping for his clothes, but he had already bought what he wanted in the very first shop. Then naturally,

soon as he saw something nice, he would pick it up and put it on her. Then he

need any

is my first time shopping for my sister. Please let me

couldn’t say no to

could only take the clothes

was in a daze. It seemed that she hadn’t tried

past, Ernest would ask the staff to deliver all her clothes at home. No matter which one she picked at random, it would fit her in terms of the style

have the chance to meet Ernest again,

wondered if he was

“Pak. Pak.”

immediately patted her checks, trying to get rid of all those thoughts in her

life without thinking about him. She should stop

a deep breath and suppressed all her feelings. Then she opened the door of