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.

her and 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 simply wanted her

had gone

red and flustered,

His action was so intimate as if he was stoking a

“Good girl.”

was stunned and felt that even her

panic and tidied up the medical

sky and found that

prepared inwardly and then spoke, “Mr. Hawkins,

Ernest interrupted Florence in a casual

to utter

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

noodles for you.” [Note: The last sentence is a double

sexual desire brewing in

woman aware of what she was

that his expressions were

with uneasiness,

wondered what had happened to Ernest

she didn’t think too

the kitchen after a

Hawkins, the kitchen is dirty. You shall go out and

didn’t go out; instead, he looked around the kitchen and found

her waist from the

man’s breathe from behind and it was

him away, but when she lowered her head, she saw that his wounded hand was holding the thin ribbon of the apron. Florence didn’t dare to move as she was afraid that

eyes on Florence, he saw Florence’s struggling

leaned forward and his lips were so close to Florence’s

in a charming and ambiguous voice, “Florence, you care about me more than

her

injured because of me and it’s my responsibility to take

“Yeah, it’s your responsibility.”

and there was an