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.

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

only playing a joke with her, but

This woman…

her hand, “Do you

redder and she felt the

What they were doing now was a

kind of things

her eyes, “I…

more erected when seeing that Florence was trying to

he didn’t know that she came here to

knew deep down that if this continued, he

by his side regardless of Florence’s will and at any

“Get out.”

to suppress the surging emotions in his heart and

in shock, “Then what about

replied uneasily, “My hands are

and disability were

became more embarrassed. Did she misunderstand

How embarrassing!

you… Call

the words, Florence ran out of the toilet with

the thin air. What a ridiculous

Ernest seemed to be nailed on the

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

woman kept

was also a normal man by her side

wouldn’t want

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

sleep on the sofa and took all her personal hygiene

sitting on the bed, slightly furrowed his brows

men will watch the ward at night. You don’t need to

spread the blanket she brought on the sofa

made

his face. Yet Ernest still said aloofly, “They’re

“It’s different.”

not a proper candidate to take

his bed and reached out to touch his forehead. Then she touched

manner, “It’s true that the nurses are professional, but I care about you a lot and definitely I will