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.”

thoughts that she shouldn’t have, she tried her best to force

smiled gracefully

gorgeous evening dress on her made

was standing next to the handsome Stanford, she didn’t look inferior at

they were quite

indeed the daughter of the Fraser family. She has the best temperament

our Fraser family’s little princess.

miss, one of the

discussing

stairs, they made a way

courtiers greeting a

was a bit surprised, wondering what they

now on, you

you are the princess. You can do whatever you

hammered. It wasn’t until now did she realize what the daughter of the Fraser family

with excellent temperaments. None of them was ordinary. Some of them were even influential outside. However, they were all her subordinates now, and she could ask them to do

kind of hierarchical system was not only a general rich

the Fraser family could still maintain this tradition. It meant how powerful and

imagine how powerful her family

what kind of

started feeling

of the banquet

on her all the time,

and Miss Florence. Little Miss, may we chat with you,

young women walked over, their faces full of friendly

looking

members of the Fraser family and her relatives. Although Florence wasn’t

lips into a smile,

is Susan Fraser. Our father is the third older brother of the master.

to know their identities

cousins, please don’t call me Little Miss. You can call

frowned slightly in disagreement. However, he just glanced at Florence instead of saying

as long as Florence was