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.

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

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

think it would be possible to get the answer

packed everything in the

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

ankle had been swollen up. If she walked, it would hurt

should lie on the bed

was quite

now, she hadn’t eaten anything. When she was in a coma, she was

several days.

for a short while, Florence sat up and got off

“I can walk.”

tried to move forward

ankle touched the ground and was lifted, although

stood up with one food, feeling so

was hungry and her ankle

place, she didn’t think food would be delivered to her

only bear the pain while gritting her teeth,

only walked two or three steps, cold sweat started

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

unhappily,

and tried her best to walk forward while suppressing

in her ankle

could hardly stand

rolling sound from

curtain was pulled open

Florence walking with her forehead covered by sweat, his face immediately

to her, “What are you doing? You can’t

her and put

acted quite fast in an

dramatically when watching the scene as if they had seen

woman yelled, “Mr. Hawkins, how can you hold