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.

don’t believe she would be so superior forever. I long for the day that

vicious, clenching her

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

Florence was

banquet night, she behaved as if everything was

were quite worried about her, and

together and

Flory go on like this. I wonder how long it would take her to let it go. As her mother, I felt my heart is

disappointment in love... I heard that only time could help.” Victoria and he were childhood sweethearts and they were quite

sitting with a worried

seen a girl

mother, he asked, “Mom, do you

I don’t know if it

in unison, “Please tell

hesitated for a moment and said, “Do you remember Flory has been engaged when

“You meant the brat from the Turner family,

was little, the Turner family’s son wants to marry her only. All through the past years,

family went wrong. If he doesn’t marry Flory, once his disease broke up, he

any other girls from our Fraser family,

one would forget the old lover. Let’s ask Flory to meet the young man from the Turner family and get along. In case Flory liked him, everything would be fine,

case, she could let go of her disappointment in

the

unhappy. “Flory has just come home. I want to keep her home for more years. I don’t want

was reluctant

any method to delight Flory, you can even keep her

he even regretted that he hadn’t

son looked quite unhappy but had to accept her suggestion, Victoria clapped her

family. Stanny, you can take Flory over a few days later. If Flory doesn’t

sure Flory would dislike that brat,”

would

only take her on a

any tricks. You should know 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

lips. “I know

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