My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

Ernest zoned out as he looked at her. This woman had really taken care of him meticulously these few days.

She was so considerate that it made him who had originally given up regain hope.

He reached out and grabbed her small hand that was scooping peanuts.

Florence looked up at him and hurriedly explained, “After I scoop all the peanuts out, you’ll be able to eat it. Don’t mind, okay. It’ll take quite some time to cook this porridge. You’ll be starving if you wait for the next bowl of porridge to be served.”

“You’re so afraid that I’ll be starving?”

“Of course! You’re a patient.”

Ernest's eyes narrowed, “I’m also afraid that you’ll be starving.”

Florence froze abruptly. Her entire body felt as if she had been given an electric shock.

Was Ernest flirting with her? It was too unbearable as his words were too warm. Oh, she might not be able to hold back herself.

Looking at Florence’s cheeks that were as red as an apple, Ernest pursed his lips and smiled. He grabbed Florence’s little hand and stuffed the scoop with porridge and peanuts into Florence’s mouth.

The warm porridge reached her mouth and it tasted really good. Her stomach that had been empty all morning was instantly even hungrier.

Florence was surprised, “What are you doing? I’m not hungry?”

She wanted to refuse but Ernest held her hand and scooped another spoonful of porridge.

There were no peanuts on the spoonful of porridge as they had been scooped away just now. So, he moved it to his mouth and ate it.

“You eat if there are peanuts, I eat if there are no peanuts.”

In this way, there would not be any wastage and they also did not need to be hungry.

It was a good way, but…

Florence looked at that spoon and her cheeks blushed even more. He took a bite and then she took a bite and it was even the same spoon. This was even more intimate than indirect kissing.

Timothy, who was on the side, was already covering his face as he could not look at the scene anymore.

Had anyone ever considered his feelings as a bachelor? They were so lovey-dovey so he really could not hold back anymore. They could be so lovey-dovey even though they were just eating porridge, did they have a limit?!

bowl of

few peanuts would always fall, resulting in her having to eat

suspected that Ernest deliberately

however, said, “I have an injury on my hand so my hand can’t move normally. I can’t even hold

this, Florence’s suspicion in her mind instantly disappeared and totally turned into feelings in which her heart ached

hurt? Do you need me to call a doctor to take

Florence’s concerned look, Ernest’s mood could not

show any

I can bear

even more. She was reluctant to even let Ernest

already showing a lifeless

was in the past, with that kind of injury, he would

man in love

walked out and silently closed the door. Although he was responsible for staying beside Ernest at all times, Florence was here so it was better that

…

became better and better. They were getting

the owner of this ward as she stayed here for twenty-four hours. She ate and slept together with Ernest

also

better. Since Florence came, he rarely got angry and

afraid to take care of

worse and worse as she was

taken care of by the best doctors every day carefully and

time was also delayed very

worried that it was caused by Ernest’s constitution so she went to confirm with the doctor. But, the doctor told her that Ernest’s constitution and the speed that his

not healed after a long time,

She even always looked at these

grievance but they did not dare to say

“What’s wrong?”

that Florence kept staring at those doctors, Ernest

all men so it was apparently

they were threatened by Ernest with cold gazes. They

was it so difficult to be a doctor

away and shook her head, “Are they the best

what was Florence thinking. His lips

He said, “Yes.”

frowned and asked again, “Then is