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.

Ernest’s ward in the past two days. It was almost eleven o’clock now, so she

out of

stiffened,

Marlon. We’re dealing with Mr. Hawkins’ wounds now. It’s not quite convenient.

until then did Gemma see the equipment fulfilled the ward and the unbuttoned buttons on

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

Gemma walked out,

“Mr. Hawkins, please allow me

it was indeed 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

Hawkins mentioned that man always had rough hands. The attending doctor believed that his hands were flexible, so he guessed probably

a glance at all. Raising his arms, he took off the gown

neatly. Although the wounds on his

endure the pain, unless he

cracked wounds on Ernest’s arms, feeling

realized that his estimation was totally wrong -- it would take Mr. Hawkins three times of

think himself a

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

the pills

please

“It’s almost noon. I don’t

it would be

Mr. Hawkins hated to get recovered

doctor wanted to commit

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

in again, she became smarter and knocked on

heard Ernest’s

“Please enter.”

immediately pushed the door open and walked

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

was half lying on the bed,

he always wore a suit and was busy working in his

a loose 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

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

use or what cost she

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