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.

“Harold has arrived. Let him have

nodded her head in

didn’t move. He simply gazed at her and his

was confused, “What’s

his thin lips. There seemed to be a minority of worry and a majority of

Florence shoulder and then slowly puller her

the bed and hadn’t noticed it just now. She was not properly

Ernest had seen it.

cloth together in person as he

Florence felt so embarrassed.

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

was the reason why he would remind her before Harold had come

beat and

in front of him but not in front

more embarrassed when facing

him any longer and shifted her

the person outside the

the door and walked

his handsome face, he greeted Florence, “Oh, Florence, you’ve woken up. How do you

I feel

red. She felt quite unease

I will have a

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

lying on the bad and she needed to sit up to cooperate with the check-up. However, she felt

immediately broke out in

reached out to hold

movements were mighty and gentle and he didn’t

was fascinated when

pushed

the force and his expression turned

to have physical

noticed their interaction and joked, “Flory, although I’m a third wheel here, you don’t need to feel so shy.

her

were the most obvious ones, she had many wounds on the body because those men kicked her before and there were also many scratches.

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