My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

“Don’t you know it?” Bonnie asked in surprise, looking quite complacent in an instant.

It seemed she suddenly became more superior to Florence since she knew what Ernest was working at.

Florence choked up. She wanted to hear her answer, so she didn’t mind Bonnie’s attitude.

“No, I don’t know much about it. Please tell me.”

“Ha ha ha... Although Ernest treats you better, you are still a woman. What a man is doing won’t be disclosed to you either.”

Bonnie looked at Florence in disdain and said ironically, “It turns out you are no different from us at all.”

Florence was speechless.

However, according to what Bonnie said, she wondered if all women here were the same - when men were doing things, they didn’t tell the women anything.

Florence suppressed the upset in her heart, “Right. I agree. Could you please tell me then?”

She eagerly wanted to know what on earth Ernest was doing.

Bonnie raised her eyebrows complacently and said loudly, “Out of my kindness, I can tell you. Ernest...”

“Have you done?”

Suddenly, the door curtain was pulled open from the outside. The woman walked in with a darkened face.

Bonnie was startled. The cotton swab in her hand was poked on Florence’s arm again. Florence inhaled in pain.

However, Bonnie didn’t care about it at all.

She turned around and said to that woman in a panic, “Almost. Mom. Almost.”

The woman disliked it if they did things too slowly. Since Bonnie was chatting with Florence, she had wasted a lot of time.

Bonnie blamed Florence for making her scolded.

Thinking of that, she glared at Florence unhappily.

wound. Just get it down quickly. It’s lunchtime now. Do

Bonnie lowered her head. She quickened what she was doing and

didn’t think it would be possible to get the answer from

in the

a hesitation, she added reluctantly, “I can help you

up. If

on the

was quite starved

she was in

snow land for several days. Hence,

while, Florence sat up and got off the bed

“I can walk.”

tried to

touched the ground and was lifted, although it was just one or two seconds, Florence inhaled in

stood up with one

hungry and

food would

while gritting her teeth, making another step

she had only walked two or three steps,

woman and Bonnie were watching her aside and didn’t have any intention to

even urged her unhappily, “You are too slow. Hurry

woman, Florence gritted her teeth and tried her

in her ankle had become sharper and

hardly

heard a rolling sound from afar outside the room, getting

was pulled open again. Ernest walked while pushing a

saw Florence walking with her forehead covered by sweat,

her, “What

lifted her and put her

fast in

women’s expressions changed dramatically when watching the scene as if they had

woman yelled, “Mr. Hawkins, how can