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.
said that to Florence as well as for
They didn’t go for meals in the dining room again. Instead, the maid would
Phoebe had meals
kept having meals in the
was there as
- two men, who couldn’t get along with each other, had meals at the
if the dining room was fulfilled with the
they would be discussing
but she was kind of curious. However, she held
they both were always highly alert. She was afraid that she would be found
could return safe and sound after each
days passed
planned the schedule - they were
She knew that his wounds were not completely cured, but as long as he didn’t do any strenuous exercise, it was OK for
However...
at
a lot of people to
didn’t have any confidence
achieve the best result, disclosing his crime to the whole Turner family could also
Florence worried about him, Ernest curled up his lips into a delightful smile. He lowered his head and pecked on her
should learn to trust your
on her forehead as if it was burned
at him,
acted way too casually. Look what he
She felt shy.
deeply. Reaching out, he wrapped around her waist and pulled
bodies clung
Both hearts hammered.
bent down his head
like a feather sweeping through her ear, “After
Hence...
you should get ready,”
he meant, wondering what preparation she
didn’t need to explain it exactly,
agreed that after Ernest had recovered, he would
She didn’t object.
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