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

of relief. As

please. I’ll pour

water from the mini-kitchen. She had put some water in the thermos cup in advance, which could keep the

the bed, she handed the water to him and said, “Let me know whatever you want to do. Don’t get off from the bed by

wondered if he would stagger over to look for the water in case she hadn’t woken up just now.

solemn face, Ernest felt as if his heart was gently touched by

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

“Get in.”

at

“I’m a bit cold.”

he needed someone’s body to

confused. Subconsciously, she said,

have anything heavy

I turn on the air

quite dry, which is bad

Florence was speechless.

all his words made sense. Hence, her body temperature should be the

space

would think that he was taking advantage of her, and she could deal with it calmly. However, now she had known that she liked him if

felt as if there was a small motor in her

Ernest couldn’t read Florence’s expression, but he could feel that she was

With a long face, he said,

he intended to pull the

to. I

any longer, Florence

fast without control. Her petite

his arms, it looked as if he was holding

a slight smell of the medicine, the mixture

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

bed, the man’s arm suddenly fell and wrapped around

voice above her head. “Don’t move. You are just

didn’t dare to move

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

was she herself was too tense that her heart was

blushed face, she lowered her head as if she were a cooked shrimp. She felt more nervous