My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

"Thank you."
Princess Samantha nodded and smiled, appearing kind and approachable, "We are a family. You don't need to be nervous.
Actually I'm also open-minded, respecting the equality between men and women. All men are equal. You don't need to fret about
my identity as a princess. Just get along with me as usual."
Her words appeared elegant.
It would be easy to make an impression and let people off guard.
Nevertheless, Florence had already known Princess Samantha was untouchable and defiant, even inclined to lose her temper.
Whereas, Princess Samantha was now trying her best to pretend on purpose.
Florence smiled, "OK."
Her brief response showed her politeness but not enthusiasm.
As if Samantha was punched on the cotton, she harvested nothing from her response.
She was so vexed.
However, having her plan on her mind, she had got to harness her temper and kept smiling.
"Flory, it was such a pity that I hadn't chatted more with you last time. Given the chance today, I would like to give you a welcome
gift, looking forward to making friends with you."
Speaking gently, she took down the golden bracelet from her wrist, handing it towards Florence.
She said extremely proudly, "The bracelet is made of pure gold, say, it is embedded with renowned and priceless diamonds."
In line with her tone, it was rather a reward than a gift.
Looking at the bracelet in front of her, Florence knitted slightly her brows, murmuring in her mind that she didn't like it at all since
there were plenty of priceless bracelets in her home.
Besides, she didn't even like something that had already been wore by others, let alone the bracelets from Samantha.
Additionally, she couldn't sense any kindness from her attitude of reward.

How come Samantha suddenly changed her attitude and even sent her a gift as she nearly overlooked Florence for their first
meet?
Clearly, she approached her on purpose.
It was not hard to guess her intention behind the gift as Florence thought about it.
"I've done nothing to deserve it so I couldn't receive such a bracelet from you, Princess Samantha."
Wearing a smile, Florence refused her politely.
Startled for a few seconds, Samantha couldn't believe that she gave up the bracelet.
If a woman was ranked in a low status, it demonstrated that she could not obtain some valuable jewelry. Besides, Florence
dressed up normally without any jewelry.
Seeing the bracelet, she shouldn't have resisted it.
On the contrary, Samantha hadn't unexpected her apathy.
Hesitating for a while, Samantha flatly reached out her hand, holding Florence's hand and putting the bracelet in her palm.
Smiling, she said, "It doesn't matter. This is a welcome gift for you. Don't worry. Just keep it."
Samantha insisted. It seemed that only when she achieved her purpose could she give up.
Florence felt vexed because she didn't want to get entangled with her so much.
In essence, Samantha was her rival.
Florence uttered directly, "You want to be my sister-in-law?"
Upon hearing her words, Samantha frozen all of a sudden with her cheek appearing remarkably blush.
Her eyes danced with shyness.
Holding her hands, Samantha seemed coy,

"Flory, I'm so into your brother and will marry him in the future. Therefore, I'm looking forward to getting along well with you and
becoming your best friend."
Florence was highly irritated by her strong confidence of getting married to Ernest.
Ernest was hers. How could other women covet him?
Forcing herself to suppress her peevish mood, Florence gave Samantha a straight look, uttering seriously word by word,
"Princess Samantha, love and marriage should be considered as a matter of consent. Ernest doesn't even like you, let alone
marrying to you. Please don't waste time on him."
She rejected directly and relentlessly.
Although Samantha was clear about the fact that Ernest didn't like her at all, she was so dissatisfied with what Florence had said.
She even intended to lose tempter, shrieking bullshit to her.
However, she put up with it, glaring at Florence and saying patiently,
"Flory, I know you care for your brother and regard his feeling as a prerequisite, but things are not so simple as you have
witnessed."
"Ernest is such an incomparably elite man. Even no woman but I am qualified to marry him and stand by him in Raflad. It is I who
deserve to match with him."
"I am the most distinguished Princess Samantha in Raflad. My appearance and identify are enough to match with him and to
support his career to my utmost. On one hand, I'm his best-fitted wife and his only choice as well."
"On the other hand, I'm confident that he is bound to fall for me. He just doesn't know me a lot, especially how kind I am to him.
Therefore, Flory, for the happiness of your brother, I believe he will accept me and fall in love with me as long as you are willing
to help me."
Her speech sounded logical and disinterested.
She seemed reasonable to be his unique choice as well as his best selection.
If her remarks were heard by common folks, they couldn't help but agree with her as if it should be in this way.

Nevertheless, she thought her words sucked.
Only Samantha deserved to match with Ernest and was qualified to become her wife?
How did she deal with Florence?
She should be her real girlfriend, shouldn't she?
However, she shouldn't reveal their relationship temporarily, which made her upset.
"You are not his cup of tea. It's impossible for him to fall in love with you."
Florence changed her expression, denying directly Samantha's words.
Trying her best to weigh the pros and cons, Samantha was annoyed at the difficult Florence.
Showing her upset look, she said, "You are just his little sister. Perhaps you are not that clear about what he thinks."
Was that so?
Florence sneered that nobody was clearer than she was.
Instead of contending fiercely with Samantha on this question, Florence held her hand again, returning back the bracelet.
"From my point of view, my brother won't like you. Therefore, my suggestion is that you'd better stop wasting time and give up."
In the meantime, she stood up directly.
With a light smile on her face, she said, "Princess Samantha, so much for my words. I bet you won't continue to spend time with
me, either. Enjoy your tea. I'm still not feeling well, so I should go back now."
Florence set off neatly.
Samantha sat alone in the pavilion, holding tight the bracelet. Samantha was looking at her back, while her eye becoming murky.
It was unexpected that Florence dared to reject her proposal.
She also neglected her identity as a princess and her appearance as her brother did.

OK.
Pretty good!
They were indeed siblings.
"Florence is so headstrong. How dare she spoke to you in that way!"
At the moment, a woman stormed out from another side of the pavilion.
She was resentful to glare at her back, not hiding her contempt at all.