My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

Generally speaking, even the doctors were not allowed to enter Ernest’s ward without permission. Who was so bold that he/she even broke into the ward without even knocking on the door?

The Hawkins in the ward all looked towards the door.

Then they saw Florence, who had been nowhere to be found after the operation, appeared at the door.

Her face was red and her breath was quick and uneven, which indicated that she had run here.

Someone asked in confusion, “Florence? Why is she here now?” They thought that Florence would not come here again.

“Why does she come here now? Oh gosh, Ernest even doesn’t want to hear his now, not to mention meeting her.”

“Should we stop her?”

They all hesitated and discussed in whispers. The ambience in the ward instantly became more strained.

When hearing the familiar name, Ernest’s expression froze. He turned his head and looked towards the door and then saw the woman standing at the door.

There was a slight change of his expression.

Florence ran towards the door of the ward. She was out of breath and she saw the man on the bed the moment she opened the door.

He looked a bit pale and haggard and this made her heart wrenched.

Tears well up in Florence’s eyes. She sniffed to suppress her impulse to shed tears and walked towards the bed step by step.

Georgia took a glance at Florence and then at Ernest and then decisively walked aside to make room for Florence regardless the fact that Ernest was reluctant to meet Florence now.

She had no means to deal with Ernest, and she thought that maybe Florence would be able to stimulate him.

Florence walked towards Ernest with her eyes fixing on him. It seemed like it was a long journey and it took several centuries for her to walk to his side.

Florence choked, “How… How do you feel now?”

There was a slight change in Ernest’s expression, but it turned cold and aloof at the next moment.

cold voice, “I

down by the bedside to close the distance between

her lips with difficulty and then said in a depressive tone, “Where did you get hurt? Can I have a

still alive, but she had no idea about how serious his

almost died of the wounded, probably he had been wounded seriously. She wanted to have a

hideous

at her coldly

don’t need your hypocritical concern. Fuck

her

nervous when hearing his

want to see her. When he saw her, the first thing he

a bad attitude towards Florence, he treated them with a

Ernest didn’t even spare a glance

ward, Ernest only had his eyes on her and answered every of her question even though

provided a quiet room for them and

felt confused by Ernest’s accusation. She just wanted to have a look

like you’re getting

was not annoyed by Ernest’s attitude at all; instead, her knitted brows became less

bowl of porridge on the table beside the bed and naturally picked it up, asking, “Are

a bit bewildered

wrong with this woman

leave again with a cold face, “I ask you to get out of here.

I will leave

She blew the porridge and then reached it out

because of that. When I was injured back then, it was you to take

think it’s normal.” Florence seemed to

urged her to leave his ward because he felt embarrassed in front

her

you and we

was not qualified to

froze, feeling her heart ached as if it