My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

Florence treated Ernest’s wound carefully and she was highly tensed up during the whole process. She tried her best to be as gentle as possible so that Ernest would not feel too much pain.

She also asked from time to time, “Does it hurt?”

“Not so.”

Ernest’s tone was always flat, and his unfathomable gaze was fixed on Florence.

When Florence finally finished the treatment, her forehead had been covered with a layer of sweats as if she had experienced a marathon and had finished the full distance.

Florence took a deep breath. Right at this moment, Ernest extracted a napkin and then gently wiped away the sweats on her forehead.

He was so gentle and careful when doing that.

When she was bandaging the wound, it was also Ernest that wiped away the sweats for her.

“I can do it by myself.” Florence hastily took the napkin from Ernest and randomly wiped away the sweats. She suppressed the turmoil in her mind and looked at Ernest, “Mr. Hawkins, I should thank you for having block the oil for me.”

Otherwise, it would be her who got hurt.

Ernest looked at her meaningfully and naturally spoke, “How will you thank me?”

Florence was stunned and gazed at Ernest in disbelief. Naturally when people received the other’s gratitude, he/she would say ‘you’re welcome’. But it was the first time that Florence had been asked about the reward after expressing her gratitude.

It was really out of her expectations.

But Florence sincerely wanted to thank him, so she replied, “I will buy you some supplements next time.”

“I don’t want that.” Ernest refused without hesitation.

Florence was dumbfounded and asked unconsciously, “Then what do you want?”

“You.” Ernest stared at Florence and replied. His gaze was as unfathomable as a whirlpool and it seemed to suck her in.

Florence’s heart skipped one beat and then thumped wildly.

Her mind was in turmoil and she was so flustered that she didn’t know how to react.

Ernest watched her reaction with satisfaction and curled his thin lips into a light, charming smile.

said word by word in a low and teasing voice, “You should take care of me during this

“What?”

her own senses and realized that he

gone wild

uncontrollably turned red and flustered,

action was so intimate as if he was stoking

“Good girl.”

felt that even

dodged him in a panic and tidied

then looked up at the sky and found that it was late and she should come

prepared inwardly and then spoke, “Mr.

Florence in a casual tone and looked

hard to utter

hadn’t eaten too much tonight and got his hand injured to

at home? I can cook noodles for

gaze darkened with sexual desire brewing in

this woman aware of

noticing that his expressions were weird, Florence asked,

with uneasiness, “Go

wondered what had happened to Ernest that

out. So she didn’t think too much about

into the kitchen after a

hastily said, “Mr. Hawkins, the kitchen is dirty.

he looked around the kitchen and found

and wrapped her waist from the

from behind and

hand was holding the thin ribbon of the apron. Florence didn’t

was fixing his eyes on Florence, he saw Florence’s struggling

lips were so

“Florence, you care

felt her ear burning

she stammered, “It… It’s just because you got injured because of me and it’s my responsibility to take

“Yeah, it’s your responsibility.”

there was an inexplicable teasing tone in his