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.

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

out first. Call me when

you want to go out

not good for her to

there was nothing

around. He didn’t close the door. Instead, he

outside. I don’t mind you staying

glass wall was so

at all. When she was about to insist on going

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

clenched her hands. “No, I

Ernest finished his words and walked into the

of closing the door, Florence stood at the spot with a blushed

went out, would it mean that she wanted to peep at

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

back to the bathroom, standing at

a long time and it was late at night. Besides, she had been busy for a whole day

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

voice called

over and helped her

sleepy that she almost fell asleep. Suddenly she was in a

shower. With the heat from the bathroom, his skin was so fair that it

well, making her

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

won against her reason. Looking at him,

bent over and picked her up, carrying her to the

the light, lay next to her, and slept with

been missing her so much in the past few

to look at her and held her

cherished such a

great night.

chest in front of her. Her nose was filled with the

in a

was

was to push him away. When she saw

out, the scenes about things that happened last night flashed through her mind. Her

too tired

watched her active and

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