My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

Timothy’s temple jerked up violently as he scurried forward.

“Take care of this mess quick, and send in a meal again.”

“Ye—Yes.”

The maids finally returned to their senses as they hurriedly began to tidy up the mess on the floor.

Timothy studied Ernest and tested him, “Sir, do you need me to call Ms. Fraser back here to have lunch with you?”

“I don’t have the appetite. All of you, get lost.”

By now, Ernest had a dark look on his face. Why would he want her to come back here to have a meal with him?

She didn’t care about him anymore. She should just leave like this.

Timothy was rendered speechless, and with a bitter expression, he motioned for the maids to exit the ward.

When Florence returned to the ward, she immediately sensed a peculiar atmosphere lingering in the air.

Ernest was sitting still on his bed with a foul expression, and the barometric pressure in the room seemed to weigh down on her heavily.

The maids who were standing by on one side were all drooping their heads. None of them dared to look up, and fear and anxiety were written on their faces.

What was going on here?

Florence was befuddled, and before she even reached the bed, she pulled Timothy aside and whispered, “Timothy, what’s wrong? What happened when I was not around?”

From the look of things, it wasn’t just anything that had happened. It felt like something major and serious had just happened.

When Timothy was about to answer, at the same time the man sitting on the bed suddenly shot a glare in this direction, which made Timothy jump up. He wasn’t able to utter the words he was about to say.

He took a few steps back with a difficult smile on his face.

“Ms. Fraser, you should just go up.”

Florence felt even more curious at how Timothy was behaving. She could sense that something was not right here, and she couldn’t help feeling worried.

She hurried to the bed and examined Ernest thoroughly. Putting aside the fact that he didn’t look very good, there seemed to be nothing wrong with his body.

Nevertheless, this was a man who could conceal his weakness very well despite the situation, just like how he had concealed his grave injuries back then.

“Ernest, what’s wrong with you?”

simply glared at Florence, and his eyes were even

his

there with his gaze no longer on Florence.

it was obvious he was purposely trying

a while, and all of a sudden things had taken a huge change. There must be something wrong

shot a worried glance at Ernest, and she noticed that he looked paler than the time she left the ward just

he was injured somehow?

aloof because he didn’t want

at all about Ernest’s attitude now. In contrast, she was very worried

bed and snatched the book in his

me take a

that, Florence reached out to

get into action immediately, and he admitted he was stunned for a second. Then, he abruptly grabbed

don’t have to do

more reason to deduct that something was off. It was as if he

really had another

unbutton his gown.

part

utterly stunned at this sight. They tried to cover their eyes, thinking that Ms. Fraser was here to force herself onto their

Ernest was really a

looking forward to Ernest getting pounced

face immediately darkened as Florence was getting more and more unruly and brash. Did she know what she was doing

“Stop it!”

shoulders, and all of a sudden

clasping both of her wrists, which rendered

on top

a word as they blushed. Their hearts started to race, which indicated their excitement on what was to happen

of her body in shock. It was such a sudden change of pace so

was drooping his head, and there was a dim light in his eyes. He

was very hollow,

I

that. After answering without any hesitation, she looked at

now, don’t put pressure on

by the moment, and there was an unspeakable anger

worried about him

look forward that much to him

will be discharged from the hospital according

each word with clarity and coldness, which