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

senses from the embarrassment, Florence saw Ernest walking towards the bathroom. She understood that he was going to

go out first. Call me

want to go out in a

for her

there was nothing else in her

bathroom and turned around. He didn’t close the door. Instead,

I don’t mind you staying

glass wall was so transparent. Florence felt

it was a good idea at all. When she was about

help peeping at me?” Ernest said with a smile on his face. His tone sounded quite

clenched her hands.

don’t mind.” Ernest finished his words and walked into the bathroom, closing the door

the sound of closing the door, Florence stood at the spot with a blushed face in shyness. She didn’t know whether she

would it mean that she wanted to peep at him or couldn’t help peeping

of the bathroom were all glasses. Even if she

with her back to the

late at night. Besides, she had been busy for a whole day during the daytime.

shower, seeing she standing at the spot and looking so sleepy,

called her

over and helped her up

she almost fell asleep. Suddenly she was in a warm

heat from the bathroom, his skin was so fair that it was almost transparent, clean, and

heated as well, making her feel warm

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

against her reason. Looking at him, she gradually closed her

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

the light, lay next to her, and slept with her

been missing her so much in the

her and held her

a chance so

a great night. Both of

morning of the next day, Florence opened her eyes and saw a man’s strong chest in front of her.

in a

wondered why she was in

was to push him away. When she saw

things that happened last night flashed through her mind. Her dizzy eyes became sober. Then

was too tired last

watched her active and

were indeed tired. You held me and didn’t want to let