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.

darkness and said in a deep voice,

sigh of relief. As long

moment, please. I’ll

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. When she poured the

water to him and said, “Let me know whatever you

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

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

a corner of the quilt that she just tucked him in and patted

“Get in.”

at him.

“I’m a bit cold.”

if he implied that he needed someone’s body to

said, “I’ll give

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

about I turn on the air

would be quite dry, which is bad for

Florence was speechless.

his words made sense. Hence, her body temperature should

limited space next to Ernest,

think that he was taking advantage of

as if there was a small motor in

couldn’t read Florence’s expression, but he could

dimmed in an instant. With a long

he intended to pull

to.

any longer, Florence hopped onto

without control. Her petite body clung to

opened his arms, it looked as if he

of the medicine, the mixture of which fully occupied her sensory organs. She tightened her body in

mosquito, “I... I’m

edge of the bed, the man’s arm suddenly

heard his deep voice above her head.

dare to move immediately.

heartbeat, which was steady and powerful. However,

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

her head as if she were a cooked shrimp. She felt more nervous and panicked than any time before when Ernest was holding