My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

Chapter 158: I Must Look Messy Now

Ernest had been in a high position and rarely concerned about others, not to mention saying something hypocritical. So this was definitely his inner thought – he was worrying about her.

He worried about her so much, even to the extent that he would take care of her in person because he didn’t allow any other accidents to happen again.

Florence felt touch because the noble Ernest actually wanted to take care of her personally.

She gazed at Ernest, “Have you studied medicine?”

Ernest was choked.

With a gloomy expression, he replied in a low voice, “Yes.”

Florence felt a bit relieved. At least she could console herself to regard him as a professional doctor.

Harold interrupted them, “Ernest has been studying medicine recently because you frequently got sick or got injured during this period of time.”

Florence also spurted out the water that she drank just now.

She looked at Ernest in disbelief and her expressions were quite complicated.

“Stop talking bullshits.” Ernest interrupted him unpleasantly and asked him to leave without even caring about his feelings, “You can leave now.”

Harold twitched his mouth, “Kicking down the ladder and valuing your lover more than your brother, what a man.”

Ernest, who was going to pick up a bottle of liquid medicine from the medical kit, paused, and then picked up an exquisite and sharp scalpel instead.

“How do you want me to value you?” Ernest shook the sharp scalpel in front of him and Harold felt scared.

Ernest was really frenzied!

“No… No need. Don’t value me, just value Florence. I have something to attend to and I have to go now. Bye.”

After finishing the words, Harold ran out of the room quickly without even caring about his own image.

When the door was closed, there were only Ernest and Florence in the room.

Florence felt a headache when seeing picking up the liquid medicine again. She felt awkward when thinking that Ernest would change the medicine and bandage for her and that she had wounds all over.

not recovered, right? It’s inconvenient for me to help me apply the medicine. You can

has been

slender and fair and it looked like his hand was

hand was bandaged yesterday, how could it be healed so

her. His handsome

said in a deep voice, “Take

pitch of the violoncello. It was charming and

she

wounds are not that serious. I can change

from Ernest, but Ernest dodged her effortlessly and Florence only managed to

and powerful. It was cold and it

was not the

She felt more awkward when

at his wrist which was grabbed by Florence just now, Ernest pressed his lips together and suddenly leaned forward to

his eyes at

heard of this: a woman’s struggling

was about to

like if she kept

only persons

leaned against the head of the bed nervously and dared not to

pressed his lips and

repeated, “Take off

his voice sounded so calm as if he was simply an indifferent doctor

romantic

was just apply medicine. It was just that. She could regard Ernest as a doctor,

looking at the

movement was so slow that

at

and tolerant to this

put down the medicine, grabbed Florence’s small hand and then straightly unclasped

he unclasped the second button,

collar was loosened and she could see her cleavage when slightly

face immediately flushed red as she felt extremely embarrassed

not look

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