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

saw Ernest walking towards the bathroom. She understood that he was going to take a shower. Immediately, she

go out first. Call me when you are

midnight. Do you want to go

not good for her to

nothing else in her

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

I don’t mind you

here? The glass wall was so transparent. Florence

didn’t think it was a good idea at all. 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 with a trace of

her hands.

if you peep at me, I don’t mind.” Ernest finished

with a blushed face in

it mean that she wanted to

go out, the walls of the bathroom were all glasses. Even if she didn’t watch

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

Besides, she had been busy

standing at the spot and looking so

voice called her a silly

helped her up to stop

fell asleep. Suddenly she was in a warm embrace. Still dizzy,

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

body was heated as well, making her feel

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

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

lips. He bent over and picked

off the light,

been missing her so much in the past few

at her and

such a

night. Both of them

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

was in a

was in a man’s

reaction that Florence took was to push him away.

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

I was too tired

watched her active and complicated

thin lips parted. “Yeah, you were indeed tired. You held me and didn’t want to let go. You said it’s