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 a

Florence nodded her

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

confused,

to be a minority of worry and

raised his hand and put it on Florence shoulder and then slowly puller

now. She was not properly dressed just now and a large area of her

Ernest had seen it.

cloth together in

Florence felt so embarrassed.

voice, “You can dress improperly, do

he would remind her before Harold had come in and pulled her

missed one beat and her

improperly in front of him but not in front of

embarrassed when

to look at him any longer and shifted her gaze towards other

at the person outside the

a clicking sound, Harold opened the door and walked in with a professional

always on his handsome face, he greeted Florence, “Oh, Florence, you’ve

I feel

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

the bedside, “Flory, I

was speaking, he put the medical kit on the

sit up to cooperate with the check-up. However, she felt her wounds aching when she moved for a little

broke

to Florence immediately. He reached out to hold her into his

and gentle and he didn’t hurt

was fascinated when

She pushed him away with

backward due to the force and his

want to have physical contacts with

you don’t need to feel so shy. It was Ernest who

her eyes in

had many wounds on the body because those men kicked her before and there were

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