My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

The result that Gemma had gotten in return from professing her love for Ernest was no different from those women whom had done the same to him.

She was outright rejected by him, and he had even estranged himself from her due to her feelings for him. In the end, she could no longer stay by his side anymore.

Her life during that period of alienation was a living hell for her as she thought that she had lost him completely.

It was not until that time when she had accidentally gotten into an accident to save Ernest that things had changed for her.

She was barely at death’s door from that terrible accident, but it was also a blessing in disguise as her pitiful condition had roused a sting of guilty conscience in Ernest. He had taken her as his little sister after that accident, and his promise to look after and protect her for the rest of her life had given her hope.

To be able to stay by his side once again albeit as his little sister this time had not affected her as she had always believed that there would not be any other women around him ever again due to his aloof and cold-hearted demeanor. She would be the one and only woman whom got to stay beside him despite only being his friend and little sister.

She would be fully contented as long as she could be the only woman by his side.

However, Florence had popped up all of a sudden beside him when Gemma had returned from her treatment overseas. Moreover, she could not stand Ernest’s overflowing and fervent love for Florence, and it had made her green with envy and driven her mad.

It was only after witnessing this side of him that she realized his cold-heartedness and distant manner that he had portrayed before this was because he had not met Florence yet.

While Gemma was still lost in her thought, Ernest’s speculative gaze had set on her at that moment, “Why are you here?”

His flat voice was tranquil but impassive and exuded apathy at the same time.

Gemma hurriedly pulled herself back to the present and explained, “I’ve heard that Florence is injured, so I’m swinging by to pay her a visit, but all of them have decided to not wait for me.”

She even gave Harold and the guys a dirty look while complaining about them ditching her and coming by themselves.

Harold instantly defended himself from her accusation, “That’s because you are not coming from the same direction as us, Missy.”

It turned out that Harold was the one whom had given away the news that Florence was hurt.

Ernest cast a frosty glance towards him in an unnoticed manner after grasping that realization, and Harold could immediately sense a gust of icy wind that had blown out of nowhere nipping at him, making him feel chilly to the bone as anxiety started to seep into him.

Harold gave out an awkward laugh, “It’s not easy for us to be gathered together, so let’s all take a seat and have some chinwag to strengthen our friendship…”

Before he could finish his sentence, Ernest had cut in on him abruptly with his impassive voice which exuded unfeelingness and hardheartedness, “Get out from here as soon as Florence has woken up.”

Harold was stunned by his unsympathetic tone, “…”

others were rendered speechless as well,

willing to have a chat with them over a cup of tea turned out to be

gone all the way in

watch soon after, “Man, it’s almost dinner time now. It would be just in time for Florence to

that was natural yet decisive, and he did not have any slight intention to discuss

the young master of the Hammer family, stay just because he had wanted a meal? Harold’s temperament had never changed throughout all these years as he was still as provocative as ever

they did not matter to him at all. As soon as Florence had woken up,

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had lied about her feeling unwell was because she had desperately wanted

her leg, and even if it was just merely going to the bathroom, she was

overwhelming conduct, but it was to

become a disabled person for the past few

now that a bunch of adult males including Harold whom loved to tease her the most had dropped in, she could not fathom how long she would be made fun of when the sight of Ernest carrying her in his arms was laid

thin-skinned and bashful about this kind of things, so she had decided to not go

her phone when the door was

stared at her with his darkened gaze, and it was as if he had seen through the fact that she had not gotten any sleep

asked anxiously with a guilt-stricken look,

want to stay for

they would be able to witness her being carried by

instantly swept over her even

from her, “Ouch! My head is still hurting, and I don’t think I have much appetite for now,

she was about to pull the blanket towards her to pretend to get some sleep,

her with a faint smile

did he mean by her

she countered, “I have no idea what you’re saying right now. My

was tugging at it, so no matter how hard she had dragged

have to exert so much strength just to

just humor her slightly and close his eyes to her acting seeing that she was a girl

the end, she just simply let go of the blanket and lied down on

her perverse behavior without a single hint of

was still trying her best to steer clear of him and being shy in front of him, she had somehow gotten used to him unwittingly after

bed as he coaxed her, “Go to

his decision, and she put on a mirthless smile while staring at him, “There’s

take their leave willingly after