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.

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

ran out

was stiffened,

explained, “Sorry, Miss Marlon. We’re dealing with Mr. Hawkins’ wounds now. It’s not quite convenient. Could you please go

Gemma see the equipment fulfilled the ward and the unbuttoned

“I’m sorry,

walked out, the treatment was

doctor walked up and said, “Mr. Hawkins,

arms were injured, so it was indeed inconvenient for him to take it off himself. Just now it was

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

to his surprise, Ernest didn’t spread a glance at

acted fast and neatly. Although the wounds on his arms

Ernest still could endure

wounds on Ernest’s arms,

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

didn’t think himself a

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

the pills to

please take

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

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

that Mr. Hawkins hated to get

wanted to commit

had gone, Gemma, who was waiting pitifully outside the ward, wanted to

again, she became smarter and knocked on

while, she heard Ernest’s voice from the

“Please enter.”

door

was earlier -- all the equipment was moved away.

on the bed, reading

had barely seen Ernest look so leisurely. Usually, he always wore a suit and was

the sunshine from the window, looking so leisure and elegant as if he

became more obsessive to him -- how could she stop loving

use or what cost she had to pay, she

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