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.

didn’t mean to do it, but how come he

senses from the embarrassment, Florence saw Ernest walking towards the bathroom.

Call me when you are

want to go out in a bathrobe,” Ernest

It was indeed not good for her to go out in a

was nothing

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

I don’t mind you staying

glass wall was so transparent. Florence felt

she was about to insist on going

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

hands.

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

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

that she wanted to peep at him or

of the bathroom were all glasses. Even if she didn’t watch him deliberately, she would see his

result, Florence kept her current posture with her back to the bathroom, standing at the spot

been busy for a whole day during the daytime. She suddenly felt so sleepy,

standing at the spot and looking so sleepy,

voice called

helped her up to

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

bathroom, his skin was so fair

well, making her feel

reminding her to leave the man’s embrace. The other voice kept telling her that his

at him, she gradually

lips. He bent over and picked

the light, lay next

had been missing her so

so wonderful to look at her and

a chance so

was a great night. Both of

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

in

was in a

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

that happened last night flashed through her mind. Her dizzy eyes became sober. Then she blushes because

I was too tired

active and

tired. You held me and didn’t want to let go. You said it’s so cozy to sleep in