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.

to his surprise, he had been sent to

with a long face. Lifting his

time was so valuable that he wouldn’t waste it

Hawkins, you

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

Ernest got off the bed

closet in the ward. He strode over, opened the

to put it

was doing. It seemed Ernest was leaving the hospital as soon as

had repeatedly told Timothy to

rushed over to block Ernest’s way. “Mr. Hawkins, you’ve overworked. Now you are still too fragile. You can’t

uttered two words in a cold

stiffed for a moment, feeling a chill

been working for Ernest for so many years, so he knew Ernest very well. Now Ernest was at the edge of fury, if Timothy kept stopping

must make the way instead of blocking

paper, his lips

about Ernest’s healthy. No matter how one overworked, he shouldn’t

from Mrs. Hawkins’ reaction, Timothy sensed that the old lady seemed to know what

try all his means to

although Timothy was extremely frightened, he still straightened up and

can’t

thrown on his face fiercely. Timothy couldn’t keep his balance at

all. Taking the suit, he walked into the dressing room and locked

in a daze, feeling the burning pain on

He was so shocked.

didn’t think he could keep Mr. Hawkins in the hospital as he was

wasn’t so capable enough to keep Mr. Hawkins to stay. What should he do? Mrs. Hawkins hadn’t returned to the hospital

face, Timothy scratched his hair and

her private number. However, after he listened to the beeps for a long time,

door of the dressing room was opened with a click. Ernest had already put

rushing to catch up with

didn’t give him such a chance. Ernest strode