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.

at her in the darkness and said in

of relief. As long as

said, “A moment, please. I’ll pour the water for

poured a glass of warm water from the mini-kitchen. She had put some water in the thermos cup in advance, which could keep the water warm for twelve hours.

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

stagger over to look for the water in case she hadn’t woken up just now. It

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

that she just tucked him in and patted the space next to

“Get in.”

gaped at him.

“I’m a bit cold.”

implied that he needed someone’s body to warm

confused. Subconsciously, she said, “I’ll give

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

turn on the air

which is

Florence was speechless.

sense. Hence,

space next to Ernest,

in the past when she hadn’t realized that she had a crush on him. When she was sharing the bed with him, she would think that he was taking advantage

small motor

Florence’s expression, but he could feel that

instant. With a long face,

he intended to pull the quilt

to.

longer, Florence hopped onto the

fast without control. Her petite body clung to Ernest’s

at him while he opened his

the medicine, the mixture of which

a mosquito, “I... I’m sorry. Did

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

voice above her head. “Don’t move.

move immediately.

she almost could hear Ernest’s heartbeat, which was steady and

she herself was too tense that her heart was hammering, so she also mistook that his

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