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, “I’m just

As long as

please. I’ll pour the water for

thermos cup in advance, which could keep the

me know whatever you want to do. Don’t

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

at Florence’s solemn face, Ernest felt as if his

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

“Get in.”

at him.

“I’m a bit cold.”

guessed if he implied that he

said, “I’ll give you

can’t have anything heavy

turn

air would be quite dry, which is bad for

Florence was speechless.

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

space

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 calmly. However, now

there was a small motor in her heart, making her heart

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

in an instant. With a long face, he said, “Forget it if you are

spoke, he intended

willing to.

hesitating any longer, Florence

a bit fast without control. Her petite

pounced at him while he opened his arms, it looked as if he was holding

the mixture of which fully occupied her sensory organs. She tightened her

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

edge of the bed, the man’s arm suddenly fell and wrapped

her

to move immediately. Her heartbeat

her position, she almost could hear Ernest’s heartbeat, which was steady and powerful. However, it sounded a bit faster than

probably it was 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