My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

Stanford chased after her in a rush, only to find Florence was standing on the balcony. She stood upright, trembling.

She emanated a strong sadness that couldn’t be resolved at all.

A surge of anger rose in Stanford’s chest. How he wished that he could kill Ernest! If it weren’t for him, Florence wouldn’t be so sad.

Her sad-looking even broke his heart.

“Flory.”

Stanford walked to Florence. Reaching out, he patted her on the back gently.

He also noticed her reddened eyes and her tearful face.

In the past few days, Florence hadn’t wept at all. He knew that she was pretended to be strong and purposely distract her attention. However, when she realized that she had been far away from the man and completely broken up with him, she would break down eventually.

He pulled her over, pressing her head on his chest.

“Go ahead and cry. After that, everything will be fine.”

Nestling on the man’s chest in such a dim place, in her brother’s embrace, Florence had found a place that she could vent her emotions. She burst into tears.

The suppressed emotions that she tried hard to hold on to all exploded entirely.

After a long while, Florence’s eyes were almost swollen.

She said between sobs, “Actually, I’m just not used to it.”

A lot of people said that taking a journey would be the best remedy for the disappointment in love. However, it would be the biggest torture for someone who was soft-hearted and was still bothered. The farther away from the man, the more Florence missed him. She just felt so sad that it was a sorrow if she couldn’t breathe the air from the same city where he was.

Stanford patted Florence on her back and said in an extremely tender voice, “I’ll always be with you.”

Under the night breeze, they were standing while hugging each other in sad harmony.

In the banquet hall, Theresa and Susan were looking at them through the window. They looked unhappy gradually, becoming ferocious.

Theresa said sarcastically, “If it weren’t that she is Little Miss, I wouldn’t make friends with her actively. I didn’t expect that she didn’t appreciate it.”

“Exactly. Does she think she was somebody because she’s Little Miss? She used to be an orphan in an ordinary family, didn’t she? How arrogant she is!” Susan said with a sneer.

believe she would be so superior forever. I long for the day

clenching her fists and

in her disappointment in love, and she had no idea that she had offended

banquet, Florence was

the banquet night, she behaved as if everything was unrelated

about her, and so

and had a family

how long it would take her to let it go. As her mother, I felt my heart is

time could help.” Victoria and he were childhood sweethearts and they were quite close to each other. In the past few decades, they never broke up. Hence, Alexander didn’t know what it felt like in the disappointment of

was sitting with a worried face. He

hadn’t seen a

his mother, he asked, “Mom, do

have an idea, but I don’t

in unison, “Please tell

you remember Flory has been engaged when she

nodded. “You meant the brat from the Turner

the Turner family’s son wants to marry her only. All through the past years, he has been

genes of their Turner family went wrong.

other girls from our Fraser family, did

a new lover, one would forget the old lover. Let’s ask Flory to meet the young

of her disappointment in love, and she

the best

I want to keep her home for more years. I don’t want her to marry the brat from

reluctant as

“If you have any method to delight Flory, you can even keep her

speechless. Suddenly, he even regretted that he hadn’t broken up with Victoria for several times in

quite unhappy but had to accept her suggestion, Victoria clapped her hand and made

over a few days later. If Flory doesn’t like that brat,

would dislike that brat,” said Stanford,

was his dear sister. Why would

take her on a trip to make her

that it’s best for Flory to like the brat from the Turner family. In that case, she would be quite happy and lead a happy life after getting

his lips.

a petite figure