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.”

shouldn’t have, she tried her best to force

smiled gracefully

dress on her made her look extremely

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

congratulating them, they were quite envious

was indeed the daughter of the Fraser family.

little princess.

on, she’ll be the little miss, one

discussing in

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

like courtiers greeting

was a bit surprised, wondering what they

family. From now on, you are the little miss for all of them. Nobody dares to

now on, you are the princess. You can do whatever you want to do, even if it’s something

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

attendees were in suits and evening dresses with excellent temperaments. None of them was ordinary. Some of them were even

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

could still maintain this tradition. It meant

couldn’t imagine how powerful her family

help wondering what kind of family she

started feeling

to step into the center of

could feel the gazes on her

Mr. Stanford and Miss Florence. Little Miss, may we chat

over, their faces

answer, looking over

they were the members of the Fraser family and her relatives. Although Florence wasn’t familiar with

lips into a

my name is Theresa Fraser, and she is Susan Fraser. Our father

to know their identities

Little Miss. You can call my first

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

long as Florence