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.

a cold

by the bedside to close the

then said in a depressive

she

wanted to have a look at his wounds, so

face became more hideous when

at her coldly and

need your hypocritical concern.

her

felt nervous when hearing his cold

their minds first was: See, as expected, Ernest detests Florence and doesn’t even want to see her. When he saw her,

a bad attitude towards Florence, he treated them with a totally different attitude as he ignored them just

here, Ernest didn’t even

on her and answered every of her question even though

treatment and all sensibly provided a quiet room

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

you’re

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

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

a bit

wrong with

urged her to leave again with a cold face, “I ask you to get out

I will

spoon of porridge. She blew the porridge

down on you because of that. When I was injured back then, it was

Florence seemed to recall of

turned out that this woman thought that he urged her to leave his ward because he felt embarrassed

was her confidence

I’ve cancelled the engagement with you and we have no

was not qualified

heart ached as if it