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?

well. Florence wanted to

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

want to cry

gritting her teeth, she packed all those clothes in a bag. Then she put all things that Ernest gave to her or related to Ernest together and put them

that case, those things wouldn’t be taken out at

a few things left in her suitcases. She even didn’t have

She gaped, feeling bitter.

out that unconsciously, Ernest had already intruded her

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

feel anything special when wearing it, but

he opened her closet and found

limited things that belonged to Florence. She even didn’t have enough skincare

pills, Stanford suggested, “Flory,

the mood, shaking her head

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

to nod in agreement.

good at picking up his clothes. As his younger sister, it was

had the experience to go shopping together

the different experiences could distract her

had planned to accompany Stanford to go shopping for his clothes, but he had already bought what he wanted in

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

helpless. “I don’t need any new clothes. I still

in your closet, not enough. Besides, this is my first time shopping for my

no to

take the

seemed that she hadn’t tried any clothes on in the shopping mall for

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 and the size.

the chance to meet Ernest

wondered if he

“Pak. Pak.”

to get rid of all those thoughts

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

Then she opened the door of the