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.

the past two days. It was almost eleven o’clock

out of his

pace was stiffened,

Miss Marlon. We’re dealing with Mr. Hawkins’ wounds now. It’s not quite convenient. Could

the equipment fulfilled the

“I’m sorry, Ernest. I’ll go

walked out, the treatment was

Hawkins, please allow me to

now it was taken off by

attending doctor believed that his hands were flexible, so he guessed probably Mr. Hawkins could

his surprise, Ernest didn’t spread a glance at

the wounds on

still could endure the pain, unless he was with

the cracked wounds on

wrong -- it would take Mr. Hawkins three times of the time to recover

didn’t think himself a

Ernest’s wounds. After a careful

passed the pills

please take the

noon. I don’t need to take the pills for

it was because it would be noon or Mr. Hawkins didn’t want

that Mr. Hawkins hated

doctor wanted

who was waiting pitifully outside

she became smarter

long while, she heard Ernest’s voice

“Please enter.”

immediately pushed the door open and walked

different than it was earlier -- all the equipment was moved away. It

on the bed, reading a book in his

wore a suit and was busy working in his

gown under the sunshine from the window, looking so leisure and elegant as if he was still the senior in their school days and the time had turned back.

him -- how could she stop

what means she would use or what cost she had to pay, she must gain his

down elegant on the edge and asked gently,