My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

In the hospital.

Outside the surgery room, Florence was standing motionlessly like a log. Staring at the surgery with the red light on, she tightened her nerves so much that she felt numb.

The scene that Ernest soaked in blood and fainted in her arms kept flashing through her mind.

How could this man be so silly? At that critical moment, how could he push her away and let himself be hit?

His life was still in danger right now.

“Ernest! Ernest, my grandson! How’s he now?”

An old woman’s voice sounded out from the other end of the corridor.

With Johan’s help, Georgia walked over in a hurry with a huge group.

Her loving and gentle face was covered with panic and fears.

She had never expected that her extremely powerful grandson would have a car accident. Hadn’t he become strong enough long ago? Why would he get injured?

Georgia walked over and saw Florence, who was standing there in a daze. Her body was covered with bloodstains.

“Flory, how’s Ernest? Tell me. Is Ernest all right?” Georgia grabbed Florence and asked anxiously.

Her voice was trembling. Many years ago, Ernest’s parents passed away. All through these years, she put all her effort into Ernest and let him take over the whole family business.

Besides being her favorite grandson, Ernest was the only heir of the Hawkins family.

If Ernest was gone, the Hawkins family would be doomed.

Georgia was gripping Florence with full strength, and her fingers even made crimson marks on Florence’s arms. However, the latter seemed not to feel the pain at all.

back to her senses. Looking at the aged and anxious old woman in front of her, Florence felt a sharp

Florence parted

a few words

doing now, if he had passed the critical period, or if he was fine

dark abyss, the darkness of which would swallow her alive, pull her

Florence’s pale face, Georgia felt sadder. She almost couldn’t catch up with her breath, and her body with the great

“Ma’am!”

rushed up, helping

still in surgery.

Ernest’s parents also were pushed into the surgery room like this. They had never been able to come

as if the pain and worry that were hidden most deeply

thought that she would never experience the fear and panic of

it was Ernest who was in the surgery

injured. However, judging from Florence’s reaction and the number of doctors transferred here, she knew that he must

be exact, he was

directly. After she woke up, she would see her dear grandson pushed out from the surgery room safe and sound. However, she was experiencing this critical moment again, she had to keep sober and guard her

definitely,” Brianna comforted her in a soft tone. She walked

looked over

light was red. Ernest was hit by the car for saving her. Ernest is

taken aback. She looked over at Florence in surprise.

Florence lacked the dearness as

her here aimed at Florence immediately. Looking at her, they seemed to be looking

could he do that for you? You little bitch. You should die. Why did you have to pull

swearing at her, and Florence heard

his words again reminded her why Ernest would be lying

Ernest, it was all

responsible for

silent, don’t you? I’ll