My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

Florence couldn’t fall asleep again after returning to the bedroom. She sat on the bed and felt her mind was in turmoil.

She couldn’t figure out why Ernest was determined to marry her and even rescued her without even caring about his own safety.

Ernest had been treating her well during this period of time and she remembered everything that he had done for her.

She even doubted the authenticity of the thing that Gemma was Ernest’s girlfriend and the reason why Ernest wanted to marry her was that he wanted to take advantage of her to be a surrogate mother for him and Gemma…

Things were totally different from what others had told her and it seemed that what she saw and felt was more plausible.

She always had a feeling that the relationship between Ernest and Gemma was not like what Gemma had told her. But she couldn’t figure out what their true relationship was.

“Click.”

When Florence was lost in her random thoughts, the door was opened from the outside.

Ernest’s tall figure showed up at the door. He gazed at Florence and knitted his brows.

He strode towards her, “Did you have a nightmare?”

Florence was stunned because she really had a nightmare just now.

She recalled that when she woke up last time, Ernest was sitting by the bedside and holding her hand. Could it be that she was having a nightmare at that time and he was consoling her in this manner?

Florence felt more flustered and confused.

She shook her head and said in a gentle voice, “Nope. I woke up naturally.”

Ernest had walked to her bedside and naturally sat down onto the bed.

He bluntly looked at her up and down, still furrowing his brows, “Are you feeling uncomfortable now?” She looked bad right now.

“Nope.” Florence shook her head again. She was quite confused and wanted to ask him some questions, but she didn’t know how to start the topic.

She had not prepared herself for his answer yet.

Ernest’s gaze became gloomy as he keenly sensed that Florence seemed to be in a bad mood.

Nevertheless, it was apparent that she didn’t want to tell him about this.

didn’t probe into this question, “Harold has arrived. Let him have

her head in

gazed at her and his gaze became more and

confused, “What’s

to be a minority

it on Florence shoulder and

was lying on the bed and hadn’t noticed it just now. She was not properly dressed just now and a large area of her

Ernest had seen it.

together in person as

Florence felt so embarrassed.

Ernest looked quite calm and said in a low voice, “You can dress improperly, do don’t do

remind her before Harold had come in and pulled

heart missed one beat and her face became

improperly in front of him but not in front

more embarrassed

any longer and

person outside the

a clicking sound, Harold opened the door and

face, he greeted Florence, “Oh, Florence, you’ve

I feel quite

cheeks were still red. She felt quite unease as Ernest was still in

walked to the bedside, “Flory, I will have

speaking, he put the medical kit on the bedside table and took out a set of

she needed to sit up to cooperate with the check-up. However, she felt her wounds aching

gasped and immediately broke out

spoke in a deep voice and walked to Florence immediately. He reached out to hold her into his embrace

mighty and gentle and he

when smelling his

quickened uncontrollably. She pushed him away

leaned backward due to the force and

to have physical contacts

although I’m a third wheel here, you don’t need to

widened her eyes in

on the body because those men kicked her before and there were also

was a doctor who had bandaged her wounds and it was acceptable. But now she learned that Ernest had bandaged