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.

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

“What?”

finally came back to her own senses and realized that he

gone

uncontrollably turned red

hand and stroked her head. His action was so intimate as if he was

“Good girl.”

that even

dodged him in a panic and tidied up the medical kit

at the sky and found that it was late and she should

inwardly and then

in a casual tone and looked into

found it hard to utter the

hadn’t eaten too much tonight and got his hand injured to protect her. She felt guilty when thinking about

cook noodles for you.”

darkened with sexual

woman aware of what she was talking

noticing that his

Ernest coughed with

happened

couldn’t figure it out. So she didn’t think too much about it and

walked into the kitchen

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

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

from the back and put the

behind and it was as if he was

wanted to push 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 she

was fixing his eyes on Florence, he

forward and his lips were so close

“Florence, you care about me more than what you’ve

her

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

“Yeah, it’s your responsibility.”

words meaningfully and there was an inexplicable teasing tone in