My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

Ernest was applying the ointment for Florence. Looking at the broken red lips, he felt sorrier and sorrier.

He even regretted it, blaming himself for being so rude just now.

He moved extremely carefully, bit by bit, afraid that it would cause pain.

The ointment made Florence feel cool. Still feeling pricking, Florence frowned.

“Does it hurt a lot?” Ernest asked in concern.

Florence looked up, only to find that worry was written all over his pretty eyes.

Inside, her face was reflected as well, so clear and enlarged.

It seemed that she was the only one in his eyes.

With such an illusion, Florence withdrew her gaze quickly.

She shook her head, “Nothing.”

Ernest still couldn’t rest assured. He pulled out the phone. “I’ll call my doctor to come over.”

“No, thanks.” Florence grabbed his hand to stop him immediately.

She said in a panic, “It’s really nothing. Please don’t make a fuss.”

Ernest’s big hand was grabbed by Florence’s.

He frowned, “Are you sure?”

“Yes, I am.” Florence nodded.

Ernest gave up the idea to make a phone call. He just remained in the posture, his hands grabbed by her.

Florence felt a bit weird, but she couldn’t tell why. After several seconds, she suddenly realized that she was still holding his hand, wrapping it completely.

It looked so intimate.

She was frightened and let go of him instantly. “I’m sorry. I was just anxious.”

Her flustered face looked more adorable in Ernest’s eyes.

He curled up his lips into a smile. “You don't need to apologize. You can hold my hand as long as you like.”

His tone was full of affection and ambiguity.

mean to do it, but how come he spoke in

the embarrassment, Florence saw Ernest walking towards the bathroom. She

Call

midnight. Do you want to go out in a bathrobe,” Ernest

was indeed not good for her to go

was nothing else

into the bathroom and turned around. He didn’t close the door. Instead, he was leaning against the door and gazing

don’t mind you

The glass wall was

When she was about to insist on going out, she heard the man’s

can’t help peeping at me?” Ernest said with a smile on his face. His tone sounded quite serious

her hands. “No, I

finished his words and walked

door, Florence stood at the spot with a blushed face in

would it mean that she wanted

the walls of the bathroom were all glasses. Even if she didn’t watch him

her back to the bathroom,

had been busy

shower, seeing she standing at the spot and looking

inner voice called her a silly

her

so sleepy that she almost fell asleep. Suddenly she was in a warm embrace. Still dizzy, she opened her eyes and

heat from the bathroom, his skin was so fair

body was heated as well,

to leave the man’s embrace. The other voice kept telling her that his embrace was quite cozy,

sleepiness won against her reason. Looking at him, she gradually closed her eyes and fell

her cute face, Ernest curled up his lips. He bent

off the light, lay next to her, and

been missing her so much in the past

her and held her in his

a chance

was a great night. Both

eyes and saw a man’s strong chest in front of her. Her nose was filled with the man’s

was in

was

to push him away. When she saw Ernest’s face, she was

the scenes about things that happened last night flashed through

too tired last

watched her active and complicated

you were indeed tired. You held me and didn’t