My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

Chapter 181: Quite Humble

In the morning the next day, Florence woke up quite early.

As usual, when she woke up and opened her eyes, she saw Ernest’s enlarged handsome face in front of her. She was nestling in his arms again.

He was holding her, and her hands were on his waist.

The scene was quite harmonious.

However, Florence couldn’t remember when she hugged him and fell asleep with him last night. She could only remember that when she fell asleep, she was leaning against the edge of the bed.

Florence felt a bit depressed.

Taking a glance at Ernest, she found that he was still sleeping soundly. She withdrew herself from his arms as softly as possible.

Then she lifted the quilt and got off from the bed.

Carefully, she looked back, only to find that Ernest was still sleeping tightly. He wasn’t woken up by her.

She felt a bit surprised. Ernest was always a light sleeper. Usually under such a circumstance, if she moved a bit, he would wake up for sure.

Today it seemed that he didn’t wake up at all.

Florence frowned, wondering if the drug effect was too fierce last night so Ernest was worn out without any energy.

It was pretty possible.

Before Harold left, he said Ernest should drink more milk in recent two days. Florence thought for a moment, and then she walked out of the room tiptoed.

Shortly, she came back with a glass of warm milk in her hands.

When she was walking to the bedside, Ernest’s eyelashes moved a bit. Then he opened his eyes.

As soon as he opened his eyes, Ernest saw Florence, who was still in pajamas with a glass of milk in her hands.

He was slightly shocked, and he thought that he was still in a dream.

However, he saw Florence walking to the side of his bed and looking at him with concern.

“Are you awake? How are you feeling now?”

Her voice was quite clear and melodic, sounding pleasant and sincere.

Ernest was quite surprised. “Why did you get up so early?”

always slept in. She always woke up later than

morning, he would stare at her who was nestling in his

“I simply woke up.”

the glass

“Breakfast for me?”

Ernest was more surprised.

delivered it to

Florence’s expression

gaze, Florence felt quite embarrassed. It was indeed quite ambiguous for her to

looked away and said, “Harold said you need to drink more milk,

to be like

a bit. Reaching out, he

was warm, and

he could always drink a glass of milk prepared by her every day, he would be in

to heat the milk for me in the morning. I can drink one more glass

liked to be treated in this way, he didn’t want her to heat the milk for him as soon as

stay with him

it, Ernest suddenly thought

surprise, the bruises still remained on Florence’s

the wound on her arm had disappeared like a

take a

the matter with

front of

hadn’t paid attention yet. It wasn’t until now did she found that the

seemed Collin’s prediction yesterday was

Collin was a globally famous doctor. The medicine paste from him even had such

here. He gave me a bottle of the medicine paste and put it on

Florence explained, she looked back and forth at her

in the future again,

suddenly looked quite

asked, “Has he been

him yet. He hadn’t expected that Collin the

Collin

some guts, didn’t he? Ernest believed that Collin must have a death

shook her

long

anything out of the boundary to me. It seems that he’s not that bad. Perhaps what happened that night was

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