My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

Chapter 692: Sitting in the Wheelchair

“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.

to them and continued scolding, “It’s just a small wound. Just get it down quickly. It’s lunchtime now. Do you want the men to wait for

quickened what she was doing and made it quite

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

everything in the

you walk?” After a hesitation, she added

been swollen up. If she walked,

should lie on the

was quite starved

woke up till now, she hadn’t eaten anything. When she was in a coma, she was fed with some nutrient solution at

for several days. Hence, she needed to eat hot dishes

hesitating for a short while, Florence sat up and got off the bed

“I can walk.”

she tried to

and was lifted, although it

one food,

was hungry and her ankle

think food would be

only bear the pain while gritting her teeth,

had only walked two or three steps, cold sweat started dripping

were watching her aside

urged her unhappily, “You are too slow.

gritted her teeth and tried her best to walk forward

pain in her ankle had become sharper

could hardly

rolling sound from afar

the door curtain was pulled open again. Ernest walked

saw Florence walking with her forehead covered

to her, “What are you

directly lifted her and

quite fast in an

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

“Mr. Hawkins, how can you

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