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

her, but he hadn’t expected that she would really do

This woman…

her hand, “Do you know what this

and she felt the

meant. What they were doing now was

of such kind of things any longer.

closed her eyes,

erected when seeing that Florence

she once told him resolutely that she didn’t love him and if he didn’t know that she

down that if this continued, he would lose

he would force Florence to stay by his side regardless of Florence’s will and at

“Get out.”

to suppress the surging emotions in

eyes in shock, “Then what

uneasily, “My hands are

disability were two

and she became more embarrassed.

How embarrassing!

Call me when

the words, Florence ran out of the toilet

that she could disappear into the thin air. What

complicated expression on his face, Ernest

tried to control himself just now. He really had the impulse to confine Florence

kept stimulating by his

a normal man by her side

wouldn’t want

VIP ward was indeed a suite, which concluded a

and took

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

in ad deep voice, “My men will watch the ward at night. You don’t need to stay in the ward round the

spread the blanket she brought on the sofa and said righteously, “I’ll

made

Ernest still said aloofly,

“It’s different.”

proper candidate to take care of him,

walked to his bed and reached out to touch his forehead. Then she touched her own forehead and was

a lot and definitely I will be more careful and thoughtful than them. If you’re dissatisfied with it, I can