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?!

blushed while eating half a bowl of the porridge. She

peanuts would always fall, resulting in

somewhat suspected that

said, “I have an injury on my hand so my

suspicion in her mind instantly disappeared and totally turned into feelings in

doctor

look, Ernest’s mood could not

face, however, did not show any expression. He just slightly

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heart instantly ached for him even more. She was reluctant to even let Ernest drink a cup of water

already showing a

apparently only had a little skin scraping injury, right? If it was in the past, with

in

at all times, Florence was here so it was better that he retreated. Otherwise, he would probably be

…

unknowingly became better and better. They were getting

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

been accustomed to Florence’s presence. They were also accustomed to

mood was getting better and better. Since Florence came, he rarely got angry and never

not so afraid to take

mood became worse and worse as

she realized that although Ernest was taken care of by the best

expected discharge time was also

confirm with the doctor. But, the doctor

was not healed after a long time, was it because of

She even always looked at these best

with grievance but they did not dare

“What’s wrong?”

that Florence kept staring at those doctors, Ernest asked in a low

so it was apparently not so good for her to keep

questioned just now and now, they were threatened by Ernest with cold gazes.

was it so difficult

head, “Are they the

Florence thinking. His lips

He said, “Yes.”

asked again, “Then is