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?”

in. She always woke up later than

was nestling in

“I simply woke up.”

she spoke, Florence reached the bedside and handed the glass of milk to Ernest. “The temperature

“Breakfast for me?”

Ernest was more surprised.

and delivered it to

happened so suddenly, Ernest didn’t feel moved. He thought something must have gone wrong. Studying Florence’s expression carefully, he glinted at

felt quite embarrassed. It was indeed quite ambiguous for her to

“Harold said you need to

turned out to

Ernest’s eyes was dimmed a bit. Reaching out, he

milk was warm, and

milk prepared by her every day, he would be in

the morning. I can drink one

this way, he didn’t want her to heat the milk for him as soon as she

with him

of it, Ernest suddenly thought

gaze fell on Florence’s leg. Much to his surprise, the bruises still remained on Florence’s leg yesterday, but now they had completely

wound on her arm had disappeared like a

always take a slow process. It would

the matter

pulled Florence in front of him,

attention yet. It wasn’t until now did she

Collin’s prediction yesterday was

The medicine paste from him even had such a wonderful

to tell you -- yesterday afternoon, Collin came here. He gave me a bottle of the medicine paste and put

explained, she looked back

paste. If she got injured in the future again,

looked

deep tone, he asked, “Has he been here yesterday? Did he do

Florence. Ernest hadn’t gone to get even with him yet. He hadn’t expected that Collin

Collin sneaked into

he? Ernest believed that Collin must have

her head

at Ernest’s long face, Florence

didn’t do anything out of the boundary to me.

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