My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

Chapter 332: Consider This a Farewell

Lie? Kidnap?

Ernest’s thin lips were pursed tightly, the corners of his lips were curved in a mocking arc.

He had never wanted to make things difficult for his woman, let alone exploit her.

Ernest was about to open his mouth to let Georgia know that she could discard that idea, but at this moment, there was a sound of something falling on the ground from the door of the room.

The sound was not loud, but it made Ernest understand something quick-wittedly.

As if he had realized something intuitively, he immediately walked to the door and opened the door at once.

He was surprised to see Florence standing at the door, her expressions stunned and lifeless.

Her bright eyes were full of disbelief, and she looked wounded and helpless.

Ernest’s heart seemed to be caught suddenly, as sharp nails stabbed his heart. The pain was terrible.

His throat was a little dry, “Florence…”

She came back.

Bunch of bright colored flowers were fallen on the ground. It was not hard to think that the flowers must be a present for him because he was getting discharged from the hospital.

But she had obviously heard Georgia’s words just now. But, how much did she hear…

Florence turned pale and stared at the man in front of her blankly.

She hadn’t dared to approach Ernest before. She hadn’t dared to love him because this marriage was like a pie falling from the sky. It was like an incredible dream that a regular girl like her could marry the proud Ernest.

She used to be sensible enough not to believe that such good things happened and had previously kept a distance from Ernest, waiting for him to cancel the wedding and continue to live their separate lives.

But during this period of time, everything Ernest had done had caused her heart to beat fast, making her fall madly in love with him.

What was more ridiculous, she really thought that Ernest also loved her.

How naïve.

Florence’s eyes were very hot but she couldn’t feel any wetness. She stared at him and her lips moved. Her voice was very faint and it was very difficult for her to even say a few words.

“Do you also know the reason for marrying me?”

Her eyes were terribly dim, as if they were covered with a layer of dust and her faint voice was like a desperate question.

There was a sharp pain in Ernest’s heart. His chest felt constricted, as if he was about to suffocate.

He knew, but he only knew half of it. He didn’t care or paid any attention to it. After confirming that he liked Florence, he just went along with the flow and brought about this marriage.

If you hadn’t known what Georgia told him today, he could have still deceived himself and others and straightforwardly married Florence, but now…

“I probably know a bit.”

He had known that this marriage was somewhat of a conspiracy against Florence. He had also known that eighty percent of the advantage in this marriage would go to him.

Hearing this, the faint trace of fluke hope in Florence’s heart collapsed.

Turned out, this man had been using her all along.

It’s just that she stupidly thought, even if she was marrying into a wealthy family, she could still have true love.

Florence seemed to be crushed in an instant. Her body swayed lightly and she moved back unsteadily as if she was about to fall down at any moment.

“Florence…”

Ernest stretched out his hand to pull her, but Florence avoided him.

She looked at him as if she was looking at something extremely dangerous and threatening. Content provided by NôvelDrama.Org.

“Flory, this is just my idea and selfishness. Ernest really wants to marry you. He really likes you, please don’t blame him. Everything is my fault. If you want to blame someone, blame me.”

Georgia looked at Florence nervously and explained.

She had not expected that Florence would appear at this time at the ward door and hear everything.

She seemed to have made a huge mistake…

Florence’s face turned pale, and the pain in her heart almost made it explode. Her face was stiff and her expressions calm. She even managed to pull an ugly smile.

“Grandma, I don’t blame you. I don’t blame Mr. Hawkins. Of course, I understand the benefits of a marriage that can connect wealthy families.”

It was her who was dazzled by feelings and was foolishly naïve once.

“Me and Mr. Hawkins were to cancel this wedding. No matter however, we were not really going to get married. So, it doesn’t matter why, it’s not important, but I failed your expectations, Grandma.”

While speaking, Florence hurriedly picked up the flowers from the ground and handed them to Ernest.

“I came here today to congratulate you on getting discharged from the hospital. After all, knowing you for this time I can barely qualify as your friend. Of course, you are Mr. Hawkins, if we don’t have a relationship in the future, we may not be able to see each other again. So, you can also consider this as a farewell.”

Friend.

Not be able to see each other.

Farewell.

Word by word, every word was like a death sentence, executing Ernest on the spot.

He stared at her in a daze, the light in his heart became dull and dimmed slowly.

Yes, she had made this decision long ago to let him go. She never changed her mind. She never had a place for him in her heart. So, it didn’t matter to her whether this was a marriage of advantage or if he really wanted to marry her.

The funny thing was, he still expected her to turn around, thinking that they still had a chance of being together.

“Florence…” You are too cruel… He finished the sentence in his heart.

Ernest looked straight at her, stretched out his hand stiffly and received the bouquet of flowers from her.

His voice was full of terribly dark gloom. Every word was extremely difficult for him to say.

“You are free.”

Florence’s hand was suddenly empty.

What was lost from her hand was the weight of the flowers, but she seemed to have lost the most important thing in her heart and there was nothing left there all at once.

The fear of that panic and emptiness hit her instantly. Her nose became sour. She felt so terrible that she couldn’t hold back her expressions anymore.

It was going to only take a second before she burst into tears.

“I’ll leave first.”

Saying that, Florence turned around in panic and ran away.

Tears rolled out of her eyes uncontrollably the moment she turned around, blurring her vision.

She didn’t dare to wipe them or turn her head, just stubbornly ran in the direction of the elevator.

She had been carried away by her own wishful thinking and invested her sincere heart. She was already feeling embarrassed enough, she just wanted to save the little bit of dignity she had left in the end.

Ernest stared at Florence’s back as she ran farther and farther. The flowers in his hands seemed to get heavier, making it hard for him to lift them up.

She left.

Completely walked out of his life.

Everything during this period of his life had been like an imaginary dream. He woke up from that dream and couldn’t hold and keep anything from the dream in his hands.

Instead, his heart was hollowed out, dripping with blood.

……

Florence ran out of the hospital in one breath. When she felt so tired that she couldn’t run anymore, she finally stopped.

When she stopped, her emotions collapsed completely.

She squatted down on the side of the road hugging her knees and cried uncontrollably.

Her heart thumped horribly, as if the world was all gray.

She lost her love and everything ended.

The raindrops began to fall one by one.

The rain was not too heavy or too little and it fell on Florence’s body. Soon, her hair and clothes were wet.

The pedestrians on the road either opened their umbrellas or left hurriedly, and those who passed by gave strange looks in the direction of Florence.

A small woman crouching down on the side of the road, letting it rain on herself as if she didn’t know it was raining.

Florence’s body quickly drenched in the rain. The rain brough the chill, making her body feel cold and stiff. However, she didn’t even have the mental strength to feel it.

She hugged herself like a wounded pitiful animal. This was the only way for her to lick her wounds and suppress the pain in her heart.

Otherwise, she thought she might die in pain.

However, Ernest’s figure continued to appear in her mind, cascading scenes between him and her from when they were together.

She helped her when she encountered difficulties; she had an accident and he stepped forward to save her; she was sad but he stayed by her side and spent a night of homelessness.

Without her realizing, so many things had happened to Ernest and her that he had densely integrated into her life and had began to live in her heart.

Was she now going to have to dig him out? Did she have to dig him out of her heart?

“Florence.”

The man’s faint sigh came from above her head.