My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

Florence was accustomed to it that Ernest would take care of her and treated her well in every aspect.

But she was a bit discomposed. She could console herself that he treats her especially well because she was recovering from the wounds.

It was not a big deal.

Most of the time, Ernest would stay together with Florence every day to take care of her and accompany her. But as he still had some work to attend to, he would squeeze out some time every day and work in the study.

Florence became more flustered when found out that she would have a tough time every time when Ernest was busy with his work and that she would subconsciously wait for him until he come back.

She actually formed such a habit after getting along with him and became independent on him. But this made her feel discomposed.

If this kept going on, would she get accustomed to him and couldn’t leave him any longer?

When Florence was lost in her random thoughts, the door was opened from outside with a clicking sound.

Florence became nervous.

Was Ernest back?

Florence felt like her heart had flied to the door, but she was in a dilemma, not knowing whether she should come to the door to welcome him. She lowered her head, pretending that she was playing with her phone. She didn’t even cast a glance towards the door.

Then, she heard some footsteps. It sounded like someone was walking towards her.

One step…

Two steps…

Three steps…

The person stopped by her bedside.

Florence’s heartbeat became quicker. She secretly looked up towards the bedside, only to see a pair of fair and tender calves.

It was not Ernest?

Florence abruptly looked up and unexpected, she saw Charlotte.

Charlotte gazed at Florence in confusion, “Sis, what’s wrong with you?”

“No… Nothing.”

dare to look at Charlotte and she

could it be

distraught when thinking

any longer, Florence hastily changed the topic and asked, “Charlotte, why are

care of you during these two days, even leaving no chance for us to have a

chance to tell us the truth

the extent as if Florence

bit speechless, yet she also

feel quite good. And

“Oh, great.”

but she still knitted her brows, “Ernest looks tired after taking care of you for several consecutive days and he didn’t have

Ernest didn’t work in the study for too long every

that it was because he had little work to attend to plus that he was effective,

time when he finished his work, he came to her

he in a

this matter. There was an obvious reason

to take care of Ernest now. Can you tell me when Ernest will go to the study, which kind of beverage does he like and which

him,

concerned about Ernest and didn’t think over Charlotte’s words. She then nodded in agreement, “Listen, Ernest is picky.

about Ernest’s preference for the afternoon tea according

carefully and

a bit confused because Ernest’s preference was

she asked, “Sis, are you remember them wrongly? These

bit embarrassed, “He

she didn’t tell Charlotte that Ernest would ask her to choose everything before

the reason why Ernest’s preference for foods was similar to hers,

still a bit confused, but she didn’t say anything else as Florence looked quite

send some dessert to Ernest.” Charlotte hurriedly walked out of the bedroom

waiting for an opportunity to get along with Ernest alone and this opportunity

Florence would have to stay on the bed for several days. If she could send dessert to Ernest in the place of Florence during this period of time, she would many chances to emphasize her sense of presence in front of Ernest. And he would get accustomed to her after a

imperceptibly become more and more important to

cup of coffee and some desserts and then went to the study with

walked into the study, she was greeted with

cold, implying her that she