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.

the darkness and

a sigh of relief. As long as he

moment, please. I’ll

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

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

to look for the water in case she

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

of the quilt that she just tucked him in

“Get in.”

gaped at

“I’m a bit cold.”

guessed if he implied that he

said, “I’ll

have anything heavy on me, which would

How about I turn on the air

would be quite dry, which is bad for my

Florence was speechless.

made sense. Hence, her body temperature should be

at the limited space

think that he was taking advantage of her, and she could deal with it calmly. However, now she

small motor in her

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

With a long face, he said, “Forget

he intended to pull the quilt

willing to. I

hesitating any longer, Florence hopped

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

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

medicine, the mixture of which fully occupied her sensory organs.

much and muttered like a mosquito, “I... I’m sorry. Did I bump into you? I’ll move

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

above her head. “Don’t

move immediately. Her heartbeat sped

heartbeat, which was steady and powerful. However, it sounded

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