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?”

Florence always slept in. She always

nestling in

“I simply woke up.”

and handed the glass of milk

“Breakfast for me?”

Ernest was more surprised.

prepared breakfast for him and delivered it to the bed. It was

have gone wrong. Studying Florence’s expression carefully, he glinted at her face as if his sight would burn a hole on

indeed quite

and said, “Harold said you need to

out to be like

a

milk was warm, and it warmed

of milk prepared by her every

in the morning. I can

to be treated in this way, he didn’t want her to heat the milk

stay with him

thought of it, Ernest suddenly thought about

to his surprise, the bruises still remained on

wound on her arm

had been taken care of for so many days, the recovery of the wound would always take a slow process. It would take a

the matter with

in front of him,

wasn’t until now did she found that

prediction yesterday

famous doctor. The medicine paste from him even had such

of the medicine paste and put it on my wound. He also said that my wound would be recovered completely today. I’m so surprised to see the effect is so

looked back

to save the medicine paste. If she got injured in the future again, she could use it so that she wouldn’t need

looked quite

tone, he asked, “Has he been here

time, Collin almost bullied Florence. Ernest hadn’t gone to get even with him yet. He hadn’t expected that Collin the bastard

Collin

Ernest believed that Collin must

her

at Ernest’s long face, Florence hesitated.

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

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