My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

Ernest carried Florence in his arms and directly walked out of the room and the main door without stopping his paces at all.

He commanded with a darkened face, “Timothy, drive the car over here.”

“Yes, sir.”

Timothy hurriedly went to drive the car.

“Ernest.”

Gemma caught up to them and her eyes were sparkling when she looked at Ernest. She looked as if she was really torn.

After hesitating for a while, she spoke softly, “If you leave now, what about my illness then…”

Ernest’s handsome face did not have any expression change. His tone was indifferent.

“If you want to stay here, I’ll let Timothy accompany you.”

This meant that he was bound to leave now.

Gemma was reluctant and she still wanted to say something else. However, seeing Ernest’s indifferent expression, she felt as if her throat was clogged with a large stone, which prevented her from saying any word.

In his view, Florence was a thousand times more important than her.

Due to the fear just now, Florence subconsciously stayed in Ernest’s arms to seek a sense of security. But, they were already downstairs now and Gemma was also there.

Florence spoke uneasily, “Mr. Hawkins, put me down, just let Timothy send me back. It’s better that you stay here to accompany Miss Marlon.”

As Florence spoke, she tried to get herself down from Ernest’s arms.

But, the arms around her waist tightened abruptly and the force used by him to carry her increased, making her immobile.

Ernest looked down at her and he was so domineering that he did not let her refuse.

“Don’t move.”

“But…”

“If you move again, I’ll kiss you.”

Ernest threatened her with a deep voice.

Florence’s white

and she did not

was immensely green with envy. She really wished that she could become

a hard time and she finally managed to contain her emotion. She nodded

now. You guys take care of your

at Florence with care but the words were actually spoken to Ernest, “Ernest, Flory was frightened just now, you should

her looked like a

attention was totally on Florence so he did not care what she said. He stood still and did not say a

carried by Ernest in his arms, she felt

Timothy drove the car over at

seat and walked to the driver’s seat. He instructed Timothy of something and then started

he did not even look

watched Ernest get into the car and leave. The emotions that were contained in her

she wanted to shriek and

was stunned for a moment after seeing that tears

you in these

She turned

Florence looked at the scene outside the window. After getting farther and farther from Collin’s house,

the intention to deal with her chest

Then, she took out a piece of tissue paper and very gently lifted the jacket

without bleeding anymore. But for

used a tissue to wipe the blood from

Ernest’s eyes darkened and he could not help but drive the car

thin red lines along her skin near the wound. They were connected together and they

in the eyes that were arranged in

shocked and

“What’s wrong?”

unbuckled his seat belt. His tall

wound anxiously, “Something strange seems

Collin who was dangerous, Florence

at Florence’s wound. He could only see the wound that was two

more. His urge to kill Collin surged up

is? How come I suddenly have the figure of

when she

it looked just like an ordinary wound. Her snow-white skin did not have the

What was going on?