My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

Although Florence was supporting Ernest, Ernest was really tall and it looked like he was hugging Florence with his arm on her shoulder.

Georgia shook her head helpless.

She was clear that even though Ernest was injured seriously, the wounds on his legs were not that seriously. Therefore, he insisted on walking to the toilet by himself although his steps were slow.

Nevertheless, when Florence was here, Ernest immediately became so weak and asked her to help him.

Yet the two still wanted to cancel their engagement? Oh, stop making a fuss.

She should come back to prepare for their wedding. The sooner it could be held, the better. It would be the best if Ernest could attend the wedding the moment he was discharged from the hospital.

Florence and Ernest walked into the toilet and she carefully helped Ernest sit on the toilet bowl.

But she was then stunned by a second thought and felt embarrassed.

Ernest put all his weight on her and it looked like he couldn’t stand by himself. Nevertheless, he wanted to pee. Should she help him by his side and watching him peeing?

That was really shameful.

Ernest simply stood there and slightly tilted his head to appreciate the complicated and wonderful expressional changes on Florence’s palm-sized face.

She didn’t cry now.

Ernest felt it interesting and had an impulse to play joke at her. He waved his arm that was bandaged just now at Florence and whispered in her ear, “My arm is injured. And it’s inconvenient for me to do that.”

Florence abruptly shivered and her face got redder.

It was inconvenient for him to use his hand, so he asked her to take off his pants?

She and Ernest hadn’t had sex yet, and now she had to watch him peeing?

Florence felt very shameful when thinking of this.

But as he couldn’t use his hand, she was the only one who could help him.

Moreover, she said resolutely that she was here to take care of him.

Florence was in a dilemma. She hesitated for a long while and finally made up her mind.

With a blushed face, she stiffly reached out her hand towards his lower body.

touched his waist, Ernest froze and his lines of sights became unfathomable and

joke with her, but he hadn’t

This woman…

abruptly grabbed her hand, “Do you know what this

and she felt the skin touched

course she knew what this meant. What they were doing now was a very intimate thing. Was there

of such kind of things any longer. But as it was her first time to do so,

her eyes, “I… I will

was more erected when seeing that Florence was trying to

resolutely that she didn’t love him and if he didn’t know that she came here to return his

he knew deep down that if this continued, he

force Florence to stay by his

“Get out.”

took a deep breath to suppress the surging emotions in his

in shock,

uneasily, “My hands are

and disability were two different

and she became more embarrassed. Did she misunderstand it just

How embarrassing!

Then you… Call

words, Florence ran out of

could disappear into the thin air. What a ridiculous thing! How would she

Ernest seemed to be nailed on

control himself just now. He really had the impulse to confine Florence by his side at

this woman kept stimulating by his

by her side and he would easily lose

want

a suite, which concluded a living room, sofas, kitchen and various kinds of

on the sofa and took all

was sitting on the bed, slightly furrowed his brows when seeing Florence taking out

at night. You don’t need to stay in

the sofa

made Ernest

flashed across his face. Yet Ernest still said aloofly,

“It’s different.”

Ernest implied that she was not a proper candidate to take

his forehead. Then she

but I care about you a lot and definitely I will be more careful and