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.

people coming back and forth in Ernest’s ward in the past two days. It was

ran out of

was stiffened, looking

doctor immediately tried to dissolve 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

the equipment fulfilled the ward and the unbuttoned buttons on Ernest’s patient

said right away, “I’m sorry, Ernest. I’ll go out

out, the treatment

doctor walked up and said, “Mr. Hawkins, please allow me to take off

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

always had rough hands. The attending doctor believed that his

to his surprise, Ernest didn’t spread a glance at all. Raising his arms, he

neatly. Although the wounds on

Ernest still could endure the pain, unless he

wounds on

his estimation was totally wrong -- it would take Mr. Hawkins three times of the time to recover from

Hawkins didn’t think himself a fleshed-human,

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

the pills

Hawkins, please take

refused coldly. “It’s almost noon. I don’t need

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

that Mr. Hawkins hated to get

wanted to commit

Gemma, who was waiting pitifully

smarter and knocked

she heard Ernest’s voice

“Please enter.”

the door open and walked

completely different than it was earlier -- all the equipment

was half lying on the bed, reading

wore a suit and was busy working in his office or the

window, looking so leisure and elegant as if he

obsessive to him -- how could she stop loving such

or what cost she had to pay, she must

sat down elegant on the edge and asked gently, “Ernest, what