My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

Florence woke up the next day. She was in a trance for a while when she saw the completely strange room environment. Where was she? She massaged her temple but could only recall she was inside Ernest’s car last night and she had dozed off. She was unsure of what happened afterwards. She decided not to think about it any further and get out of the room first.

As she took off the blanket and was ready to get down the bed, the room door was opened from the outside.

A man with slender figure walked in. He was wearing casual clothes and was carrying a medical kit. He looked refined and polished. Seeing her, he let out a charming smile. “Are you awake? My dear sister-in-law.” Florence was baffled. She did not even know him, since when had she become his sister-in-law? Plus, she did not have a boyfriend yet too. “

I’m sorry, have you mistaken me for someone else?”

“How would I? You were having a fever last night, and it’s Ernest who asked me to come treat you.”

then instantly realized. She was feeling dizzy and uncomfortable inside the car yesterday and had dozed off. She had fallen sick and due to being humane, it was reasonable that he kept her for a night. She got down the bed and thanked

towards her and teased, “However, it’s the first time I saw how much Ernest cares about a person

his words. How would Ernest care about her that much? Harold then let out a quirky smile. “Oh by the way, do you still remember? Ernest fed you the medicine through

would it be Ernest? Could it be she was really in a confused state due

the medicine Harold gave her and felt embarrassed to face Ernest again. She sneaked

when she saw him and she felt exceptionally uneasy. “Urm, sorry. I’ve caused

path towards the exit and he gestured her to the dining hall. Florence quickly shook her head. “No thanks, I still haven’t outlined the main idea and there’s

days later, there’s no need to be anxious. You

change your mind all of a sudden?” He had been very determined to ask her to submit it today yesterday. An awkward look flashed across Ernest’s face and he rumbled, “So you’re not