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.

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

out of

stiffened,

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

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

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

walked out, the treatment

walked up and said, “Mr. Hawkins, please allow

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

The attending doctor believed that his hands were flexible,

his surprise, Ernest didn’t spread a glance at all. Raising his arms, he took off the gown

wounds on his arms were stretched,

but Ernest still could endure

wounds on Ernest’s arms, feeling that his temples were jumping

would take Mr. Hawkins three times of the

think himself a

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

passed the

Hawkins, please take

pills, Ernest refused coldly. “It’s almost noon. I don’t need to take the pills for

would be noon or Mr.

Mr. Hawkins hated

wanted to

who was waiting pitifully outside the ward, wanted to go back

in again, she became smarter and

long while, she heard Ernest’s voice from the

“Please enter.”

the door open and walked

ward was completely different than it was earlier -- all the equipment was

lying on the bed,

a suit and was busy working in his office or

patient 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. It was peaceful and

him -- how could she stop loving such a

would use or what cost she had to pay, she

the edge and asked gently,