My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins novel Chapter 236

“Mr. Hawkins!” Florence suddenly called his name in a loud voice, gritting her teeth.

Her sharp voice was like a dagger that cut in the stressful atmosphere in the suite.

She turned around and looked at him coldly. Her determination made Ernest’s heart sink.

“We only have an agreement from the very beginning, and that was the only connection between us. The deadline for our agreement has long passed. After returning to City N, I’ll tell Grandma Georgia to call off our engagement.”

Ernest’s body was stiffened.

Florence continued, “Before that, Mr. Hawkins, I hope you can arrange everything to deal with the consequences. Also, please don’t mind my privacy.”

Her each word was trying to draw a clear distinction with him, pushing him further and further.

She didn’t give him any chance decisively.

Ernest gazed at Florence.

“Are you so determined to call off the engagement with me?”

Ernest’s voice was quite low as if each word seemed to be quite stressful.

Florence, who could speak fluently, suddenly felt that she couldn’t find the right word to answer. She just felt too depressed that she flustered.

She realized that if she answered his question, it seemed that everything would be confirmed.

For some reason, she felt quite sad.

Clenching her fists tightly, Florence hummed to answer him.

After the syllable fell from her tongue, the suite quieted down horribly in an instant.

Ernest gazed at Florence. In his deep eyes, the glint slowly dimmed, and his darkened eyes made her uneasy.

He stood upright, and his tall and strong body seemed to petrify into a statute.

After a long while, he whispered in difficulty, “Please leave.”

Florence’s body shook slightly, which could barely be seen.

His words reechoed in her heart.

Finally, he let her go.

It was a result that she had been longing for a long time. However, when she finally succeeded, she didn’t feel relaxed or delighted at all. Instead, she found it so hard to breathe as if she was a fish out of water.

Looking at Ernest’s silent handsome face. He still looked gorgeous, but the disappointment on his face was like an invisible gap between him and her.

Neither could cross it.

Neither should resist because this was the distance that they ought to keep.

Florence suppressed her depression, tightened her grip on the handle of the luggage, turned around, and walked out quickly.

Her paces were fast, messy, and panicked as if she was escaping from jeopardy.

Perhaps only she knew that she was afraid of regret if she didn’t walk so fast.

Ernest watched the petite figure disappear from his sight in a hurry, his face darkened. The helplessness and frustration that he had never experienced before surrounded him like the flood.

He still couldn’t make her stay.

Instead, he had pushed her further and further.

Walking out of the suite, Florence walked straight into the elevator.

When the door of the elevator closed, she finally relaxed her tightened body a bit. However, her heart was like being torn by a hand. It cracked bit by bit, and the pain made her whole body convulsed.

Leaning against the wall of the elevator, she tried hard to breathe with a pale face.

Her expression was uneasy. She clearly knew that she had pushed herself away from something completely...

It was supposed to be the rightest decision she and made. However, for some reason, her heart ached.

In the suite, silence had terrifyingly blanked the room.

Ernest still stood motionlessly at the spot, gazing in the direction of the door.