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.

“Mr. Hawkins, you hand still has not recovered, right? It’s inconvenient for me to help

has been

slender and fair and it looked like his hand was

still remembered that his hand was bandaged yesterday, how

Ernest approached her. His handsome face

in a deep voice,

low as the low pitch of the violoncello. It was charming and

flustered and she flushed

serious. I can change

speaking, Florence reached out to grab the liquid medicine from Ernest, but Ernest dodged her

wrist was healthy and powerful. It was

that was not the

felt more awkward when looking at

Ernest pressed

fixed his eyes at

struggling will only trigger

was about to push Ernest

It seemed like if she kept struggling, he would do

were the only persons in the

of the bed nervously and dared

became obedient, Ernest pressed his lips

“Take off your

voice sounded so calm as if he was simply an

ambiguously romantic atmosphere was

that. She could regard Ernest as a doctor, or a strange man. Damn it…

when looking at the

movement was so slow that even

at

patient and tolerant

hand and then straightly unclasped the button that Florence had been unclasping for

unclasped the second

was loosened and she could see her cleavage when slightly lowering

as she felt extremely embarrassed at the

not look at

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