My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

It was quiet in the room of darkness. With the sound of the steady breath, it seemed everyone was sleeping soundly.

At midnight.

Ernest slowly opened his eyes. Looking at the darkness, he hesitated for a moment.

He slightly sat up and saw the muddled woman on the sofa through the darkness.

She was sleeping soundly.

In the past two nights, he couldn’t sleep tight because of the injury. Sometimes, he was thirty, and he would ask the nursing worker to pour the water for him. However, it was Florence taking care of him tonight...

He paused for a bit, then lifted his quilt gently without any hesitation, ready to get off from the bed.

However, as soon as he moved, the woman muffled, “What’s up?”

As she spoke, Florence got up from the sofa immediately. In the dark, she walked to Ernest.

Seeing that Ernest had sat up, she immediately stood in his way.

“Are you going to use the bathroom?”

In the dark, they couldn’t see each other’s face clearly, but Ernest gazed at her outline.

He was quite surprised. “Haven’t you fallen asleep yet?”

“Yes, I have.” Florence shook her head, wondering if she should turn on the light.

Ernest asked again, “How come you woke up, then? I remember you always sleep like a log.”

“You are injured. I dare not to sleep too soundly,” Florence answered quite naturally as if that was what she ought to be.

However, her answer shook Ernest’s heart. He looked at the woman in front incredibly.

He wondered if it meant that she cared about him.

Noticing that Ernest kept a long silence, Florence panicked. “What happened? Are you feeling not well? I’ll call the doctor over right now.”

As she spoke, Florence was ready to trot out of the ward, but her wrist was grabbed by his big and thick hand.

She was taken aback.

in the darkness and said in a deep voice,

of relief. As

“A moment, please. I’ll

advance, which could keep the water warm for twelve hours. When she poured the water, the

beside the bed, she handed the water to him and said, “Let me know

the water in case she hadn’t woken up just now. It

as if his heart was gently touched by a feather, which kept

his hand, he lifted a corner of the quilt that she just

“Get in.”

at

“I’m a bit cold.”

he implied that he needed

was confused. Subconsciously, she said, “I’ll give you another

voice. “I can’t have anything heavy on me, which would press my

How about I turn on

quite dry, which

Florence was speechless.

sense. Hence, her body temperature

the limited space next to

that she had a crush on him. When she was sharing the bed with him, she would think that he was taking advantage of her, and she could deal with it

there was a small motor in her heart,

the dark, Ernest couldn’t read Florence’s expression, but he

eyes were dimmed in an instant. With a long face, he said, “Forget it if

spoke, he intended to pull the

to. I

longer, Florence

bit fast without control. Her petite body

opened his arms, it looked as if he was holding

with a slight smell of the medicine, the mixture of which fully occupied her sensory organs. She tightened her body

and muttered like a mosquito, “I... I’m sorry. Did

was moving towards the narrow edge of the bed, the man’s arm suddenly fell

above her head. “Don’t move. You

to move immediately. Her heartbeat

she almost could hear Ernest’s heartbeat, which was steady and powerful. However, it

she herself was too tense that her heart was hammering, so she

were a cooked shrimp. She felt more nervous and panicked than any time before when Ernest was