My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

Timothy also understood why Ernest would have sent Florence away. Hence, he deliberately took Florence to a private kitchen reserved, which was in a hotel next door. Then Florence gave the order to the chef to cook in person.

The breakfast that had already been prepared was dumped by Timothy in secret.

In the ward, the nurses were putting on dressings for Ernest’s wounds, which would be bandaged later. They looked quite horrible.

The nurses and doctors were busy working. Right then, the closed door of the ward was pushed open from the outside.

The person who would walk in without a knock was always Florence.

The doctors and nurses also knew that Ernest wanted to hide his wounds from Florence, so immediately they became nervous, cold sweat oozing on their foreheads.

Ernest also immediately became quite solemn. He grabbed his patient gown and put it on in an instant.

While he was buttoning the buttons, he maintained his normal expression when looking over at the door.

However, the person who came in wasn’t Florence, but Gemma with a fruit basket.

The warm smile on Ernest's face immediately vanished.

The doctors and nurses were all relieved.

Gemma sensitively saw the expression change on Ernest’s face. She also noticed the carelessness and disappointment when he saw her.

She couldn’t help wondering whom he was waiting for.

Was it Florence?

However, as far as Gemma knew, that woman hadn’t come here after the accident had happened. Obviously, she assumed that Florence wouldn’t show up. Florence had been so ruthless, Gemma couldn’t understand why Ernest was still thinking about her.

She felt so furious inwardly as if her heart was scratching by a cat. However, she still maintained an elegant smile.

“Hi, Ernest. How are you doing? Are you feeling better today?”

“Didn’t the Marlon family’s etiquette teach you to knock on the door before coming in?”

Ernest’s tone was cold and harsh.

Gemma was startled, her face turning pale in embarrassment.

coming back and forth in Ernest’s ward in the past two days. It was almost eleven o’clock now, so she

out

pace was stiffened, looking

the embarrassment. He explained, “Sorry, Miss Marlon. We’re dealing with Mr. Hawkins’ wounds now. It’s not quite convenient. Could you please go out and wait for

see the equipment fulfilled

right away, “I’m sorry, Ernest.

walked out,

Hawkins, please allow me to

Just now it was taken off by Florence, but he had put it back. Now the problem to take

The attending doctor believed that his hands were flexible, so

a glance at all.

the wounds on his arms

Ernest still could endure the pain, unless he was with

doctor gaped at the cracked wounds on Ernest’s arms, feeling that his

Mr. Hawkins three times of the time to recover from his

think himself

attending doctor finally finished bandaging Ernest’s wounds. After a careful check-up, he

the

Hawkins, please

noon.

doctor was speechless, wondering if it was because it would be noon or Mr. Hawkins

Hawkins

doctor wanted

all the doctors and nurses had gone, Gemma, who was waiting pitifully outside the ward,

going in again, she became smarter and knocked on

heard Ernest’s

“Please enter.”

the door

all the equipment was moved away.

bed, reading a book in

so leisurely. Usually, he always wore a suit and was

the sunshine from the window, looking so leisure and elegant as if he was still the senior in their

-- how

what means she would use or what cost she had to pay, she

on the edge and asked gently, “Ernest, what are you