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?”

was standing at the door with her

She looked extremely timid.

surprised. She didn’t expect that such a gentle girl would be the woman’s

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

said in a rough voice, “Go ahead and deal with Florence’s

“Ehn. All right.”

looked at Florence. However, by accident, she

manners made him like

just like the God of light, let her dazzle in an instant. Bonnie

help but

Ernest was way too good-looking. Women were always

about Bonnie’s gaze at all as if he didn’t

a cold tone, “Can

“Yes, I can.”

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

then did Ernest pass

to take it over delightfully. When her fingers were about to touch

proud and didn’t even

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

as if a heavy stone was

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

in depression,

at Ernest obsessively. Her eyes winkled,

his younger sister so gently. He was completely different

that he was

that

ahead do it!” Ernest turned to

eyes were full of coldness, completely different from his expression when

up by his

Bonnie didn’t think she

gritted her teeth and took the medicine to the bed. Then she started dealing

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

shocked at what the woman

how could her wound

wondered what kind

way, Andrew is still waiting for you,” the woman

eyes were darkened. He looked

tone, “After the wound is dealt with, just take a nap in the room.

looked at Ernest in a daze