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.

days. It was almost eleven o’clock now, so she

out of his

was stiffened, looking quite

Mr. Hawkins’ wounds now. It’s not quite convenient. Could you please go out and wait for

fulfilled the ward and the unbuttoned buttons on

away, “I’m sorry,

out, the treatment

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

Just now it was

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

glance at all. Raising his arms, he took

the wounds on his arms were stretched, he didn’t frown at

inconvenient, but Ernest still could endure the pain, unless he

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

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

himself

doctor finally finished bandaging Ernest’s

the pills

please take the

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

doctor was speechless, wondering if it was because it would be noon or Mr. Hawkins didn’t want to take

Hawkins hated to get recovered

wanted to

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

she became smarter and knocked on

long while, she heard Ernest’s voice

“Please enter.”

the door open and walked

it was earlier -- all the equipment was moved away.

was half lying on the bed, reading a

Usually, he always wore a suit and was busy working in

a loose patient gown under the sunshine from the window, looking so leisure and elegant as if he was still

obsessive to him -- how could she stop loving

use or what cost

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