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?

made her eyes ached as well. Florence wanted to burst into tears, but she gritting her teeth

it would become her past sooner or later. If she couldn’t suppress it, how could she

want to cry for him

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

wouldn’t be taken out at

there were a few things left

She gaped, feeling bitter.

already intruded her

the clothes from Ernest away, Florence only had to set of clothes, which

when wearing it, but Stanford sensed something

he was in her room to talk to her, he opened her closet and found a few shabby clothes were hanging

that belonged to Florence. She

take the pills,

mood, shaking her

to buy some clothes. Please accompany me, OK?” Stanford looked at Florence

to nod

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

experience to go

different experiences could

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

as he saw something nice, he would pick it up and

need any new clothes. I still

clothes in your closet, not enough. Besides, this is my

couldn’t say no to

take the clothes and try them

daze. It seemed that she hadn’t tried any clothes on in the shopping mall for several

picked at random, it would fit her in terms of the style and the size. She looked good in all

chance to meet

wondered if he was

“Pak. Pak.”

her checks, trying to get rid of all those thoughts

good life without thinking about him. She should stop thinking

Then she opened the door of the