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

stiffened,

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

fulfilled the ward and the unbuttoned

said right away, “I’m sorry,

walked out, the treatment

said, “Mr. Hawkins, please allow me

inconvenient for him to take it off himself. Just now it was taken off by Florence, but he

had rough hands. The attending doctor believed that his hands were flexible, so he guessed

didn’t spread a glance at all. Raising

and neatly. Although the wounds on his arms were stretched, he didn’t frown at

inconvenient, but Ernest still could endure the pain,

gaped at the cracked wounds on Ernest’s arms,

Mr. Hawkins three times of the time

think himself a fleshed-human,

depression, the attending doctor finally finished bandaging Ernest’s wounds. After

passed the pills to

please take

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

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

Mr. Hawkins hated to get recovered

doctor wanted

who was waiting pitifully outside the

smarter

a long while, she heard Ernest’s voice from the

“Please enter.”

the door open and

all

was half lying on the bed, reading a book

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

as if he

more obsessive to him -- how could she stop

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

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