My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

As she looked around, she saw that the balloons were fluttering. Most of them were heading to the corridor of the back garden as if they were being pulled.

They flew along the corridor one by one.

With a twinkle in her eye, Florence hesitated for a moment. She then immediately followed the balloons, trotting towards outside the corridor quickly.

Outside the corridor was a small garden, and there was a fountain pool in the middle of the garden.

And the one standing in front of the pool was the brightest view in the world.

Florence halted, dumbfounded, looking at him. Her eyes turned red suddenly, and she felt like having a lump in her throat. She was so excited and happy that she nearly wept.

It was him.

It was Ernest.

He was wearing a handsome suit, standing in front of the fountain under the sun, with a beautiful bouquet of roses in his hand.

He was gazing intensely at her with great affection, beaming.

He spoke softly, and his low voice was so attractive and charming.

“Florence, I’m sorry for making you worry.”

It was really him.

It was his voice.

It was indeed Ernest.

Florence was so excited that she burst into tears. She covered her mouth with her hand, shaking her head.

There was no need to be sorry.

As long as he was awake and was here with her, it was better than anything else.

Ernest smiled gently, “Florence, I kept listening to your voice when I was in a coma. I’ve listened to everything that you said to me every day. I always wanted to wake up to respond to you.”

Florence looked at him with teary eyes, and she left with a lump in her throat.

However, she was overjoyed in her heart.

in a coma for the past few days, she had been rambling on about this by

would hear her, but she didn’t expect him to be there with her all

up and said,

and smiled, holding the roses in one hand and opening

you can be this wordy to me for

the word ‘wordy’ into something

was so happy that words

all

as if she had

couldn’t care less and ran wildly

She hugged him tightly.

a result of Florence’s impact. However, he still gave her a fond

in his arms from

his head and

her head

something that she had long coveted and

nestled happily in his arms,

so complete that it couldn’t be

in life than to

you know that I went to look for you

Florence complained in bliss.

looked up at him with teary eyes, with

and his face

said helplessly,

“Huh?”

and turned nervous immediately, “Where does it hurt?

faintly, holding her fist and placing it on the spot she had

“It hurts here.”

Florence was stunned.

didn’t exert any force. I just touched it

her hand against his chest, “My injuries haven’t healed

Florence’s heart fluttered.

Ernest’s injuries were so severe, with layers of gauze wrapped around his chest. So, of course, it would hurt badly even if just touching

repent, but before she could say anything, she heard him say in a low voice, “You still have to

Florence was speechless.

he was not in pain at all. Instead, he was clearly taking advantage of the opportunity