My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

Chapter 196: A Thoughtful Boyfriend

“What’s wrong?” Ernest asked.

As if was not something shameful, Florence told it to Ernest honestly, “Phoebe was hospitalized yesterday. I want to go to the hospital to visit her.”

She was hospitalized yesterday?

Ernest pondered for a while. Then as if he had thought of something, he asked in a deep voice, “You abruptly left yesterday afternoon. Was it because of Phoebe?”

Florence felt a bit embarrassed when being asked about this question.

She hurriedly nodded and then explained, “Yeah. She had an acute appendicitis yesterday afternoon but there was no one beside her. So I rushed to the hospital to take care of her. I wanted to tell you before I left, but you were having a meeting at that time and didn’t answer my call. So I…”

She left first.

She knew that he was having a meeting at that time, and this meant that she had come upstairs to find him.

Ernest felt a gush of warmth in his heart and his gaze towards Florence became more unfathomable and affectionate.

He reached out and wrapped his arm around her shoulders and then walked towards the car, “I’ll go with you.”

“What?”

Florence looked at Ernest in shock and doubted that she had misheard it.

As Ernest went to work and got off work together with her every day, she was clear that Ernest was very busy and that he was very indifferent. Except for some necessary banquets and social parties, he would not agree to meet others.

Moreover, Phone was only Florence’s friend and she had no relationship with Ernest.

Florence hadn’t expected that Ernest would come to visit Phoebe together with her.

With his arm around Florence’s shoulders, Ernest asked in a low voice, “You don’t want me to come with you?’

“Nope…”

Florence hastily shook her head. But when she was about to say something else, she saw Ernest curling his lips into a smile.

He then gave the final word, “Then let’s go.”

Florence was still in a dumbfounded state after getting on the car.

accompanied her

Florence, Timothy was also

when driving the car. Originally, Mr. Hawkins would have dinner with Florence and then he had to preside over a video meeting. But now, he was

on the backseat through the rear-view mirror and felt so

fine that his boss was in a relationship. But Mr. Hawkins, could you please pay some

was really hard for him to arrange the

when you went to visit a patient, you should bring a

Ernst was superior, he

one of Ernest’s secretaries was waiting for them at the entrance of the

to your requirements. They’re all supplements and are

“Okay.”

replied with a nasal sound. Timothy then walked over and took the gifts

took a glance at the gifts. Judging from the brand signals on the packages, she knew that they were

bit shocked and somehow felt unease, “Mr. Hawkins, it’s me who come to visit Phoebe and it should be me to buy the gifts. You

a store nearby after arriving at the hospital. But now Ernest had bought these expensive supplements and she felt it embarrassed if she came

out and pulled Florence into his arms and said in a natural tone, “Mine is yours. And the gifts I buy are also yours. You don’t

stiffened as if she had been struck by electricity.

His was hers?

as if they were a

didn’t buy any other gifts. She walked to Phoebe’s ward hand in hand with Ernest

ward, Florence immediately

Phoebe was lying against the head of the bed and was playing

looked better than

go of Ernest’s hand and walked

“Phoebe.”

free from his grip. He felt a bit helpless when he gazed at Florence who was hurriedly walking into the

and

come. I thought you won’t come to

was Florence when she heard the voice

looked up, she unexpectedly

It was actually Ernest.

fell down onto the

her eyes in disbelief and then took another glance. Then she was assured that Ernest actually came to

nodded his head as a way of greeting and then walked to

was tall and when he was standing beside Florence, he looked like a huge mountain that was

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