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

She looked extremely timid.

that such a gentle girl

woman was a shrew and her daughter was a gentlewoman, which was too different. Florence wondered how the woman

rough voice, “Go ahead and deal

“Ehn. All right.”

head and looked at Florence. However, by accident, she saw Ernest who was standing next

handsome face and natural overbearing and noble manners made him like a god under

God of light, let her dazzle in an instant. Bonnie was dazzled in

couldn’t help but

way too good-looking. Women were always easily attracted

about Bonnie’s gaze at all as

a cold tone,

“Yes, I can.”

blushing, “I’ve learned how to deal with wounds. Please don’t worry, Mr. Hawkins. I can deal with this

until then did Ernest pass the medicine bottle to

it over delightfully. When her fingers were about to touch

quite cold and proud and didn’t even

Florence in a gentle tone,

as if a

was planning, but she wouldn’t disobey him at

in depression,

gazing at Ernest obsessively. Her eyes winkled, almost glued on

sister so gently. He was completely

important was that he

that

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

completely different from his expression when he was talking to

up

so outstanding, but Bonnie didn’t think she deserved him upon

medicine to the bed. Then she

flattery, “Mr. Hawkins, why don’t you leave everything to Bonnie? The wound smells bloody, quite unpleasant. We can leave the

feeling so shocked at what

was the one injured, but how could her wound

kind of idea it

still waiting for you,” the

were darkened. He

the wound is dealt with, just take a nap in the room. Don’t go

looked at Ernest in a daze and didn’t