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.

forth in Ernest’s ward in the past two days. It was almost eleven o’clock now, so she didn’t think

Ernest ran out

was stiffened, looking

dealing with Mr. Hawkins’ wounds now. It’s

Gemma see the equipment fulfilled the ward and the

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

out, the treatment

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

it was taken off by

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

at all. Raising his arms, he

and neatly. Although the wounds on his arms

Ernest still could endure the pain,

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

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

Hawkins didn’t think himself

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

the

please

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

was speechless, wondering if it was because it would be

Mr. Hawkins hated to

doctor wanted to

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

became smarter and knocked on the door

long while, she heard Ernest’s voice from the

“Please enter.”

pushed the door

was completely different than it was earlier -- all the equipment was moved away. It was

on the bed, reading a

wore a suit and was busy working in his office or the

so leisure and elegant as if he was still the senior in their school days and the time had turned back.

how could she stop loving

or what cost she had

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