My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

But before Florence asked, Clarence first took the medicine and walked into Ernest’s room.

He skilfully lifted off Ernest’s blanket.

Seeing the white gauze wrapping around Ernest’s body, Florence's attention was instantly drawn to it. Her throat choked and she felt bad.

Whenever she saw it, she would be disheartened.

Clarence looked at Florence who was stiffly standing there. His eyes flashed with a feeling that he felt sorry for her.

If it was possible, he would still personally handle Ernest’s injuries so that Florence would not feel bad when she saw it.

But…

He gritted his teeth. His face darkened as he opened the beg. He neatly arranged and placed aside the medicines to be used.

Then, he handed a pair of scissors to Florence.

“Come, I’ll teach you how to do it.”

Florence looked at Clarence in shock. He let her do it?

She did know how to deal with some injuries and even used to be more familiar with injuries compared to Clarence who was a newbie in this aspect. But, when she faced Ernest’s injuries, she could not even breathe properly.

She resisted, fearing that after seeing Ernest’s hideous wounds, her heart would be extremely painful.

Clarence’s eyes darkened. However, he curled into a teasing and relaxed smile.

“Flory, you’ve promised during the day. You’ll take care of Ernest afterward. I’ve taken care of him for so long, I don’t want to do it anymore.”

He spoke in a tone and with the expression as if she was just trying to shirk work and responsibilities.

Florence was with the grievance. The reason why she did not do this was certainly not because of this reason.

But, even if it was unbearable to take care of Ernest, it should be her responsibility.

Florence took a deep breath. She gritted her teeth, walked to the bed and sat down. She stiffly took the scissors.

She looked down at Ernest’s closed-eyed look and her eyes kept flickering.

With gauze wrapping around now, the faint traces of blood still could be seen. How exactly severe his injuries were? How hideous were them?

Florence dared not think.

tightly. Slowly and stiffly, she cut the

simple action, she did it as if she

looked at her. He continued, “Due to his injury now, his body shouldn’t move too much. First, cut all his gauze and after applying ointment on the front, deal with those on

had

simple

and took a

she had to be 100% serious. Since it had started, she was not

the bandages on his body

being cut, dried blood began to

few pieces and they

Florence with hands around his chest.

and wounds will stick together on the bleeding part, you have to

“Tear?”

in shock.

she tore it, how painful would the wound be!

how

as the condition now is not good. What we need to do now is to keep

could not care about

fingers were uncontrollably trembling. Anger

had never hated a person like this

could kill Benjamin with her own hands and wished

suffered were

a thousand times before

he could

have to be strong for

she also had to

though everything in front of her made

her lips. She stiffly stretched out her hands and gently tore the sticky

did it very gently and slowly. But, she also saw that fresh blood came out

into tears. She let go of her hand and covered her

out, “I can’t

He even could not resist doing it himself so that she would not be

on the operating table, there were only a few of them who could have

mention that Florence was just an

“Flory.”

look at him. Just think of him as a stranger. You’re just

tears