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.

woman stood next to them and continued scolding, “It’s just a small wound. Just get it down

head. She quickened what she

Right then, she didn’t think it would be possible to get the answer

packed everything in the medical

asked, “Can you walk?” After a hesitation, she added reluctantly, “I

up. If

lie on

was

When she was in a coma, she was fed with some nutrient solution at

hungry in the snow land for several days. Hence, she needed to eat hot

a short while, Florence sat

“I can walk.”

pain, she tried to

was lifted, although it

stood up with one food, feeling

and her

food would be

while gritting

or three steps, cold sweat

woman and Bonnie were watching her aside and didn’t

her unhappily, “You

her teeth and tried her best to walk forward while suppressing

in her ankle had

could hardly

a rolling sound from afar

door curtain was pulled open again. Ernest

with her forehead covered by sweat, his face immediately became

to her, “What are you doing? You

and put

acted quite fast in an overbearing

two other women’s expressions changed dramatically when watching the scene as if they had seen a

yelled, “Mr. Hawkins, how can you hold