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.

almost

cost! Otherwise, you all should die with him!” Georgia roared in anger. Her wrinkled face looked violent and threatening. Her

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

“Mrs. Hawkins, we’ll try our best.

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

“Yes, ma’am.”

sign the notice

and nurse. In case any accident happened in the rescuing process, the doctor and nurses

-- if something happened to Ernest, all those doctors and nurses would die

would be useless for them to sign the

survive, they must try their best

the surgery room was closed. It was like the interconnection of life and death. As soon as it

Florence couldn’t help but tighten

critical illness kept flashing

realized that Ernest’s current situation must be

and powerful. He could be all right, could

Florence was convincing herself, the door of the surgery room

out covered with blood,

suffering from hemorrhoea. His vital signs dropped

him! Save him!” upon hearing it, Georgia roared excitedly under the

failed to suppress her sorrow and couldn’t help trembling. She couldn’t maintain her balance at all, only breathing

embarrassment. He couldn’t utter a beep

was nothing that they

them

the doctor wanted to say. They couldn’t do anything

Ernest couldn’t

just like the

collapsed on the

Ernest!” Brianna scolded her in anger,

on the floor directly, bearing

desperate when hearing that she had

dying, wasn’t

Was he dying?