My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

Georgia’s illness was getting worse; her body was already in a bad condition, and after a while, she became sleepy again.

Before she fell asleep, she held onto Florence’s hand, “Flory, stay with me for a while longer.”

“Sure.”

There was no way Florence could resist this elder’s kind attitude.

Georgia eventually managed to fall asleep peacefully.

There was no reason for Brianna and the rest to stay in the bedroom, so they headed out. Before she left, Brianna glared at Florence viciously with a murderous intent, as if she would kill her tonight.

Ernest looked at her with a gentle glance.

He said in a low voice, “You stay here with me; call me if you need anything.”

Florence nodded, and watched as Ernest left.

Georgia managed to rest quite well and didn’t wake up until it was late in the evening.

The moment she opened her eyes, she saw Florence, who still held her hand by her bedside.

Georgia was slightly surprised, “Flory, were you here all this time?”

“Yes, grandma, are you feeling better?”

Florence smiled, and then began to stretch her stiff body.

Georgia looked at her with distress, “What a dull child.”

She sighed and felt sympathy to Florence even more. If she wasn’t so pure and simple, how could she possibly agree to call off the engagement to Ernest?

In the entire City N, there are far too many women plotting to marry Ernest. Even if they were just his fiancé, they would ensure that the wedding engagement would proceed.

But Florence was a complete exception. In this way, she had to help them plan…

“Are you hungry?”

Georgia looked out at the night sky and asked.

“I’m fine.”

Florence shook her head, and then seemed to think of something. Then she asked concernedly, “Grandma, are you hungry? Let me fetch someone to bring you food.”

“The butler’s at the door; just ask them to bring us some food to eat.”

trying to eat with her. Florence did not put up a pretense,

reappeared quickly with a push cart full of

With Florence’s help,

of soup on the table.

butler gave one bowl to Georgia, and

soup for madam helps replenish blood, and the one for you is to help

“Thank you, butler.”

with the butler’s kindness, Florence thanked him

butler looked at each other, and a glimmer seemed to

bowl of soup, and Georgia handed her a

giving more nourishment to juniors. Florence understood this mentality, and obediently drank both

finished dinner, and it

was so late, there was all the more reason to keep Florence for the

to Ernest’s

let me know if you need

you hurry and

politely sent off the butler.

turned to face the door, and felt rather

but now they were going to sleep

deep breath, and then walked into

from Ernest’s room from before, but

and thought she had entered the wrong

comfortably on the sofa, and asked

changed the decoration a few

for her opinion as if they were husband and wife.

need to ask for her

again; maybe someone was eavesdropping in on

was the Hawkins family; there were bound to be eyes and

smile and say, “I like

in a good mood, and he looked

the subject, “Mr. Hawkins, I’m off to shower; can you give

any change of clothes nor pajamas, so she had to

a closet, “The clothes in there are especially prepared for

Prepared for her?

Florence let out a sigh of

she stepped into the

the clothes there were her

a huge selection of styles, from fashionable clothes to pajamas, and there were even a dozen sandals, slippers,

especially for her, she would have thought that there was

for her, it was as though