My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

“I won’t leave. It doesn’t matter although you said that I’m not your fiancée, because it’s me to decide on whether if I want to take care of you.”

Florence fixed her eyes on Ernest and said in an extremely serious tone, “I will take care of you and help you deal with those matters during this period of time.”

Ernest froze. He looked at Florence in disbelief as if he hadn’t expected that Florence would say those words.

She was willing to take care of him?

The few words touch the softest part of Ernest’s heart, and his cold aura almost dispersed.

He said awkwardly in a cold voice, “You don’t need to take care of me out of guilty. This is not what I want.”

Florence felt a bit helpless about Ernest’s resistance towards her.

The words she said to Ernest that night must hurt him a lot and his attitude towards her changed dramatically thereafter. He tried all he could to make a clean break with her.

If this continued, Florence would not have the courage to come to Ernest again even if she knew about his feelings for her and made clear of her inner thoughts.

But he saved her in the car accident and even almost died.

Florence felt everything she did would be overshadowed comparing to what he had done for her.

Even if this meant that she had to shamelessly stay by his side, to protect him, and to chase after him.

“I sincerely want to take care of you and there’s no reason behind this. I don’t want to see you get injured. Ernest, can you please give me a chance to take care of you?”

Florence stared at Ernest eagerly and said with sincerity in her gentle voice.

Ernest felt his breath quickening when he looked into Florence’s pleading eyes and the coldness in his heart uncontrollably dispersed.

He could not refuse her when looking into such a pair of eyes, even though he knew that probably she was trying to compensate for him out of guilty.

“You want to pay back my favors so much?” Ernest’s tone of voice was cold and overbearing.

Pay back his favors? Florence seemed to owe him a lot after getting to know him, and it seemed like it was not enough to return them simply by taking care of him for a period of time.

Maybe this time it should be regard as the interest for what he had done for her? Florence didn’t know whether if Ernest would accept this excuse.

something, Ernest continued in a cold voice, “Then I will give you a chance. When I’m recovered, you

didn’t reply. How could it be

hard for him to change his mind and she should

her words. After all, Ernest also went

her lips into a bright smile and nodded, “Deal. Then I will take

sulky again because Florence agreed

expected, this woman

want her guilty at

spoon to Ernest’s mouth again and said in a gentle voice,

distraught when seeing her smile, but it seemed like

was annoyed and said in a cold voice, “It has cooled down. How can

still steaming and it hadn’t

Ernest was going hard with

was not annoyed. She immediately retracted the spoon and stood up with the bowl of

she immediately walked

Ernest

was in a trance when looking at her back. What did this woman

a feeling that her attitude towards him had changed

was this the way she paid back his favors? Although Ernest didn’t like her

short while, Florence came back with the heated

was so picky and hard to entertain. Hence, it was the wisest choice for her to do

down by the bedside again and scooped a spoon of porridge. She blew it and checked its temperature

temperature is appropriate.

the spoon of porridge that Florence

going to feed him the spoon of porridge later? How could he eat the porridge that she

mouth and gulped down the spoon of

in the room were

what they saw just now. Ernest never had the food that was heated in the past. Moreover, Florence touched the porridge with her lips just now, and the porridge would be regarded as the food that had been eaten by the other person in Ernest’s

it at

they had seen and even suspected that the Ernest in front

know what was in their minds. She was simply afraid that Ernest would say the porridge was too hot or too cold, so she decided to test the temperature by

really effective and Ernest obediently ate

bowl of porridge was finished after