My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins
Chapter 617: Our Agreement
When one was saddest, crying out would let him or her vent the emotion and get comforted.
Holding Florence in return, Phoebe couldn’t help but burst into laughter, as the softest spot in her heart was poked and she failed to hold her tears back any longer.
She was crying miserably and hard.
The sadness that she had suppressed that almost ruined her faded away a bit along with her tears.
Florence patted her gently on the back, feeling extremely sorry for her.
If she could have known that Phoebe would be hurt so seriously after coming here and suffered so much, Florence wouldn’t introduce her to Stanford back then.
“Phoebe, I know you are sad. We can try our best to avoid meeting him. When we found Clarence, I’ll go back to City N with you, OK?” said Florence in a soft tone.
When suffering from the disappointment in love, Phoebe still had to meet the man who broke her heart so frequently, which would be the most painful. In that case, it would be quite difficult for Phoebe to forget about this love.
She must leave here and let the time cure her.
Florence could tell how much Phoebe was suffering. She didn’t want to continue bringing her together with Stanford. All she wanted was that Phoebe could be happier and suffer less.
Phoebe put her chin on Florence’s shoulder. Her eyes were reddish because of her cry.
With tearful eyes, she hummed between sobs.
She must leave.
Although she would feel the emptiness in her heart and suffer, she was eager to escape from here, hiding from that man.
Florence said gently, “Phoebe, be strong. After crying, you still need to smile. You must be happy and change back to the worry-free and brave Phoebe who dared to love, hate, and make a fuss.”
It was what Phoebe was.
Phoebe bit her lips, looking quite disappointed and depressed.
Brave?
She didn’t have any courage right now because she failed in love. She had never expected that one day she would meet someone that she loved to the core and changed all her principles.
“I’m just suffering from the disappointment in love and I can’t let go of it so far. After a few days, I’ll return to who I used to be,” said Phoebe between sobs, gritting her teeth.
to Florence as well as for
to accompany Phoebe. They didn’t go for meals in the dining room again. Instead, the maid would deliver them to
Phoebe had meals
Ernest didn’t object. He kept having meals
was there
scene at all - two men, who couldn’t get along with each other, had
if the dining room was fulfilled with the deadly silence or dangers
would be discussing
of curious. However, she held back her curiosity and didn’t peep
both were always highly alert. She was afraid that she
long as Ernest could return safe and sound after each meal, Florence convinced herself
days passed within a
also planned the schedule - they
that his wounds were not completely cured, but as long
However...
at Ernest, feeling
Turner family still wants to abrogate your inheritance and they sent out a lot of people
and they didn’t have any confidence to win,
thought about it. If Ernest wouldn’t show up in person to achieve the best result,
Ernest curled up his lips into a
should learn to trust your
as if it was
blushed, glaring at
him seriously, but he acted way too casually. Look what
She felt shy.
he wrapped around
two young bodies clung to each
Both hearts hammered.
head and
a feather sweeping through her ear, “After the problem
Hence...
should get ready,”
what he meant, wondering what
it exactly,
after Ernest had recovered, he
She didn’t object.
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