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.

them and continued scolding, “It’s just a small wound. Just get it

Bonnie lowered her head. She quickened what she was doing

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

everything in

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

up. If she walked, it would hurt

lie on the bed without

she was

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

several days. Hence, she needed

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

“I can walk.”

the pain, she tried to move

lifted, although it was just one or two seconds, Florence inhaled

with one food,

hungry and her

food would be delivered

while gritting

only walked two or three steps, cold sweat

aside and didn’t have any intention

unhappily,

teeth and tried her best to walk forward while

in her ankle

hardly stand

a rolling sound from afar outside

was pulled open again. Ernest walked while pushing

he saw Florence walking with her forehead

he rushed to her, “What are you doing? You

directly lifted her and put her on the

fast in an

changed dramatically when watching the scene as

woman yelled, “Mr. Hawkins, how can you