My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

Back then, Jennifer fell in love with William. Then, she fell out with her family, escaped, and eloped with William.

After leading a happy life together and giving birth to Ernest, Jennifer was sick.

William tried countless ways but failed to save her. Ernest also inherited this disease from his mother.

Ernest was a late generation of the Turner family. If he had grown up in the family, he would marry a daughter from the Fraser family. In this case, he could live on. However, because of Jennifer’s escape, the Hawkins family didn’t intend to ask Ernest to go back to the Turner family.

The complicated relationship within that family could swallow a person alive.

Originally, Georgia had felt that it was so fortunate for her to find Florence. She tried her best to bring Ernest and Florence together and let them get married. In that case, after marrying Florence, Ernest could survive for sure.

However, now Florence was gone. Ernest wasn’t only tortured so much that he wanted to die, but his disease also broke up in advance because he had been worn out.

If this went on, Ernest couldn’t live on, either.

“Jennifer, I’ve promised you that I’ll let Ernest live on and he won’t get back to the Turner family. But now...”

Georgia sobbed, and her fingers that were touching the tombstone trembling. “What should I do? How can I save Ernest? Is it his inescapable destine to go back to the Turner family?

“You wished him a peaceful and happy life, but I can’t protect him at all. I’m afraid I can’t fulfill your dying wishes.”

The old woman’s voice spread in the rain, full of helpless sadness.

In the ward.

A man was lying on the bed quietly. His handsome face became twice thinner than it was before. His thick eyelashes covered his eyes, but they couldn’t cover the dark circles below.

His face was pale. Even he was in a coma, he was still frowning, bothered by something.

Suddenly, his eyelashes trembled. He opened his eyes in an instant.

His gazes were as sharp as the thorns.

Next second, he sat up. Looking around the ward, he understood where he was.

his surprise, he had been

long face. Lifting his quilt, he was about

was so valuable that he wouldn’t

Hawkins, you are

the door, seeing Ernest wake up, Timothy walked in excitedly. “Mr. Hawkins, what do you want? You can’t get off the

Timothy’s words, Ernest got off the bed

glance, he found the closet in the ward. He

wanted to put

doing. It seemed Ernest was leaving the

to stop her grandson from leaving the

you’ve overworked. Now you are still too fragile. You can’t leave the hospital in this

words in

for a moment, feeling a chill rising from his

so he knew Ernest very well. Now Ernest was at the edge of fury, if Timothy kept stopping him, Timothy would

he must make the way instead of blocking

lips were with bloodstains, and he looked lifeless. Timothy was afraid that Ernest wouldn’t be able

Ernest’s healthy. No matter how one overworked, he shouldn’t have vomited blood,

the old lady

asked Timothy to try all his means to keep Ernest in the hospital and asked him to wait

up and blocked Ernest’s way for the sake

Hawkins, you can’t

his face fiercely. Timothy couldn’t keep his balance at all,

at all. Taking the suit, he walked into the dressing room

daze, feeling the burning pain on his

He was so shocked.

he could keep Mr. Hawkins in the hospital as

enough to keep Mr. Hawkins to stay. What

pain on his face, Timothy scratched his hair and called

her private number. However, after he listened to the beeps for a long time, nobody answered the

opened with a click. Ernest had already put on the

quite shocked, rushing to catch up with

way with his own body, but the latter didn’t give him such a chance. Ernest strode to the