My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

Florence started her new life in the Fraser family’s villa.

Things were well-prepared for her, including all daily necessities and entertainment facilities. She could find whatever she wanted.

She also got a new phone from a brand that she had never seen before. There was no logo on it, but its functions were far advanced than any cellphone in the market. It was just supreme.

Florence also got a new SIM card and even dumped her previous WeChat ID. She had never logged in once.

She had changed everything into new.

She put away her old cell phone at the bottom of the box. She believed that one day, when she took it out again, at least she wouldn’t feel the pang in her heart anymore and everything would become her history.

Probably it would take her a short time, or probably quite a long time.

The return of the Fraser family’s daughter was blockbusting news. Florence’s parents also prepared a grand welcome home banquet for her.

It was said that all the family members outside were informed to come back.

Florence put on the evening dress that Victoria deliberately asked the designer to make for her. As a princess, under everyone’s gaze, she took Stanford’s arm and walked down the stunning stairs.

All people in the banquet hall were looking over at her respectfully.

Walking down step by step, Florence looked at them, an indescribable feeling surging in her heart. She felt that it was quite similar to the parties that she had attended as Ernest’s date.

At that time, when he appeared, they were also under all attendees’ gazes, becoming the focus of the scene.

“What’s wrong?” Stanford slightly tilted his head and asked in a low voice.

Florence came back to her senses, wondering why she suddenly thought about Ernest on such an occasion.

She shook her heat. “I’m alright.”

Stanford thought that she was nervous. He smiled tenderly. “It’s OK. We just want them to meet you. If you feel uneasy, I’ll not let them bother you later.”

This banquet was held to welcome Florence home and let all the family members meet her. However, socialization would be too tiring. If Florence was unwilling to, they wouldn’t let her be bothered.

“Stanford, I’m fine. Please don’t worry.”

deep breath. Suppressing all her thoughts that she shouldn’t have,

gracefully and behaved

dress on her made her look extremely

she was standing next to the handsome Stanford, she didn’t look inferior at all. They even

they were quite

Fraser family.

little princess. Of course, she’s

now on, she’ll be the little miss, one of

discussing in

down from the stairs, they made a way for her and stood on both sides respectfully, bowing

looked like courtiers greeting

was a bit surprised, wondering what they

family. From now on, you are the little

from now on, you are the princess. You can do

It wasn’t until now did she realize

evening dresses with excellent temperaments. None of them was ordinary. Some of them were even influential outside. However, they were all her

hierarchical system was not only a general rich family but also followed the traditional

current era, the Fraser family could still maintain

couldn’t imagine how powerful her family had

wondering what kind of family she had

started feeling

of

on her all the time, which were

and Miss Florence. Little Miss, may we chat

walked over, their faces full of friendly and

looking over at

Fraser family and her relatives. Although Florence wasn’t familiar with

her lips into a smile, she answered,

Theresa Fraser, and she is Susan Fraser. Our father is the third older brother of the

to know their identities

Little Miss. You can call my first name directly. Or you

frowned slightly in disagreement. However, he just glanced

matter what, as long as Florence was