My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

Harold, who was at the other end of the phone, seemed to be busy with something and his breath was heavy.

But Florence had no time to care about this, “Mr. Brooks, something bad happened to Ernest. Please come here as soon as possible.”

“What’s wrong with him?”

“I don’t know. But he looks really bad. Come here quickly, please.” Florence urged him anxiously, her voice full of worries.

Harold seemed to realized that it was urgent and said hastily, “Don’t be anxious, Flory. I’ll be right there.”

After finishing the words, he stood on his feet and changed his clothes and then ended the call.

After hanging up the phone, Florence walked to the bathroom.

“Ernest Hawkins, hold on, Harold will arrive soon.”

But only the sounds of running water could be heard.

Standing at the door of the bathroom, Florence paid attention to the sounds inside in worries, fearing that something bad would happen to Ernest.

Florence felt more confused.

Ernest looked good before going out of the bedroom. When learning that Charlotte had come back, he came to find her, yet he was in such a state when coming back after a short while.

What had happened during this period of time?

Florence subconsciously landed her gaze on the ointment on the dresser and pondered: could it be that Collin came again and framed Ernest?

Why had happened to Ernest when he was downstairs?

Florence was lost in her thoughts and couldn’t calm down herself. She didn’t realize that she was quite worried about Ernest.

Harold arrived after ten minutes.

But Florence felt like several hours had passed. When hearing the footsteps, she hurriedly walked to the door and opened the door for Harold.

“Oh, you finally arrive. Ernest is in the bathroom. Please have a look at him.”

“Bathroom?”

brows in confusion. Wasn’t Ernest sick? But why did

he was confused, his major concern was Ernest and not willing

Hawkins, Mr. Brooks is here. Open the door

water from the bathroom stopped

be

go out now because she worried about him and wanted to make sure

to open the

in a low and resolute voice, “You shall go

Florence knitted her brows.

gazed at the bathroom and then shifted his gaze to Florence. Judging from Ernest’s depressive tone of voice as if he was trying to suppress something, he, as a

ambiguous glance at Florence and then said in a low voice, “Flory,

Oh, it works.

the direction of the bathroom, “Then I’ll go out

walked towards outside, deliberately making some loud

closing. At the next moment,

loose bathrobe, which exposed a large part of his chest.

was wet with water dripping down from

he looked tensed-up. With his brows knitted tightly, it looked like

an extremely slow speed as if he

was drugged with strong aphrodisiac perfume. Hurry up and

expectations – Ernest was

his medical kit unhurriedly and began to make up a prescription. He teased, “The strong aphrodisiac perfume had been banned. It has strong medical effect and can even affect an ox. No man can resist it. You must feel so horny after being drugged, right? But you actually managed to suppress the desire didn’t make

his lips together and

almost lost control of himself when thinking

up and give me the

beyond your endurance, but you actually managed to control yourself to protect Flory.

peeping through the small crack between the door and its

Ernest was drugged with aphrodisiac perfume before. No wonder that he would suddenly become crazy

aphrodisiac perfume had a strong effect, he let go of her at that critical

did it mean when a man would still respect a woman’s will at that

smote by his conscience? Or was it because he loved her

He loved her?