My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

As she spoke, the woman reached out to take the medicine from Ernest’s hand.

Florence subconsciously tightened her body, full of resistance. This woman was the cause of her injury. If the woman would put the medicine on her, Florence was afraid that she might poison her.

When the woman’s hand almost reached the medicine, Ernest suddenly looked up, staring daggers at her.

The woman was so scared that she immediately paused.

By instinct, she felt frightened. She trembled and took a step back.

In a weak tone, she explained, “Mr. Hawkins, although she’s your younger sister, there should be no physical contact between a man and a woman except between a man and his wife. You shouldn’t do it...”

The more she spoke, the weaker her tone became. However, she was quite determined when reminding them.

It showed that the idea was deeply ingrained in her mind.

Ernest frowned impatiently. He never cared what others thought when doing things.

However...

He pinched the medicine bottle tightly and then released it a bit, standing up.

He said in a cold tone, “Find a smart woman who acts gently.”

He didn’t want to let this woman take care of Florence.

Florence looked at Ernest in surprise. She didn’t expect that he would really allow others to deal with her wound.

In the past, when she had any injury, even just a minor one, he would deal with it by himself and even didn’t allow Collin to do it.

Florence couldn’t understand what was in Ernest’s mind now.

The woman immediately agreed. As long as Ernest wouldn’t deal with Florence’s wound by himself, which was quite immoral in her opinion, she would be delighted.

Immediately, she yelled towards the outside, “Bonnie, come in!”

“Okay.”

They heard a woman answer from not afar. Soon, a young girl who looked the same age as Florence came in.

Her skin was fair and her features were delicate and pretty, looking like an obedient gentlewoman.

“Mom, what can I do for you?”

standing at the door with her head lowered, too

She looked extremely timid.

a bit surprised. She didn’t expect that such a gentle girl would be

was a gentlewoman, which was too different. Florence wondered

voice, “Go ahead and deal with

“Ehn. All right.”

and looked at Florence. However, by accident, she saw

and noble manners made him like a god under the halo.

overbearing noble, just like the God of light, let her dazzle

but gaze

gaze, Florence frowned in depression. Ernest was way too good-looking. Women were always easily attracted

care about Bonnie’s gaze at all as

asked in a cold tone, “Can you deal with the

“Yes, I can.”

to deal with wounds. Please don’t worry, Mr. Hawkins. I

wasn’t until then did Ernest pass the

it over delightfully. When her fingers were

proud and didn’t even spread her

Florence in a gentle tone, “Just tolerate it. You’ll be

if a heavy stone was pressing

didn’t know what Ernest was planning, but she wouldn’t disobey him at

nodded in

Ernest obsessively.

gently. He was completely different from the men from their

important was that he was

that she could

still standing there motionlessly? Go ahead do it!” Ernest turned to Bonnie

coldness, completely different from his expression when he was talking

suddenly sobered up

man was so outstanding, but Bonnie didn’t think she deserved

medicine to the bed. Then she started

leave everything to Bonnie? The wound smells bloody, quite unpleasant. We can leave

was speechless, feeling so shocked at what the woman

was the one injured, but how could her wound become an unpleasant

kind of idea it

still

darkened. He

hesitating for a moment, he said in a deep tone, “After the wound is dealt with, just take

in a daze