My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

“No matter what the pain she’s experiencing now, could it reach one percent of that Ernest is suffering? I want her to experience the same pain as Ernest. I want her to know what kind of painful torture Ernest is experiencing now in the surgery room.”

As he spoke, Barney slapped Florence again on her face violently.

Florence saw stars, her sight becoming dizzy. A trace of blood flew out of her mouth.

She felt the burning pain on her cheeks.

However, her gaze was still spiritless. She gazed at the surgery without a blink.

She looked as if she could still open her eyes and breathe, all the pains and insults couldn’t move her at all. All her focus was on Ernest.

If she couldn’t be assured that he had passed the critical period, the nerve in Florence’s heart would be kept tightened.

Her reaction, however, was an encouragement to Barney.

The more he slapped her, the more excited he had become. Raising his hand high, he wanted to slap Florence across her face again.

“Swoosh--”

Right then, the door of the surgery room was opened.

Florence, as numb as a log just now, seemed to be alive all of a sudden. She rushed over to the door. With the reddened and swollen cheeks, she appeared in front of the doctor first.

She asked in a nervous and trembling voice, “Doc, how’s Ernest?”

The doctor looked solemn, with a piece of sheet in his hands.

“Are you his family? The patient's condition is not optimistic. We are trying our best to save him, but you need to sign the notice of critical illness.”

The notice of critical illness?

Upon hearing those words, Florence was like being struck by the lightning.

She had been waiting on the thin ice for such a long time, but unexpectedly, she received such news.

She had no guts to imagine what she would be like if that powerful gentleman didn’t exist in this world and she couldn’t see him again.

loss almost made

you must save him at any cost! Otherwise, you all should die with him!” Georgia roared in anger. Her wrinkled face looked violent and threatening. Her eyes were reddened in

of critical illness, the doctor’s hands trembled. Sweat oozed on his

doctor immediately said, “Mrs. Hawkins, we’ll try

try your best effort and get in to save him! Don’t waste your time any longer. If you need any equipment, blood, and even

“Yes, ma’am.”

and nor dared he ask them to sign the notice of critical illness. He trotted back to the surgery

In case any accident happened in the rescuing process, the doctor and nurses wouldn’t be responsible. However, Ernest

happened to Ernest, all those

be useless for them to sign the notice

to survive, they must try their best

was like the interconnection of life and death. As soon as it was closed, it separated the two

the door pitifully, Florence couldn’t help but tighten her nerves

of critical illness kept flashing

realized that Ernest’s current situation must be terrible,

powerful. He could

herself, the door of the

covered with blood, looking panic

hemorrhoea. His

upon hearing it, Georgia

trembling. She couldn’t maintain her balance at all, only breathing weakly. Widening her eyes, she wasn’t willing to believe the

embarrassment. He couldn’t utter a beep at

nothing that they

wanted to tell them

wanted

mean Ernest

like

the floor, her

because of you. You bitch! You’ve killed Ernest!” Brianna scolded her in anger, stamping on Florence’s

weakened already. She fell on the floor

when hearing that she had

was dying, wasn’t

Was he dying?