My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

Florence was accustomed to it that Ernest would take care of her and treated her well in every aspect.

But she was a bit discomposed. She could console herself that he treats her especially well because she was recovering from the wounds.

It was not a big deal.

Most of the time, Ernest would stay together with Florence every day to take care of her and accompany her. But as he still had some work to attend to, he would squeeze out some time every day and work in the study.

Florence became more flustered when found out that she would have a tough time every time when Ernest was busy with his work and that she would subconsciously wait for him until he come back.

She actually formed such a habit after getting along with him and became independent on him. But this made her feel discomposed.

If this kept going on, would she get accustomed to him and couldn’t leave him any longer?

When Florence was lost in her random thoughts, the door was opened from outside with a clicking sound.

Florence became nervous.

Was Ernest back?

Florence felt like her heart had flied to the door, but she was in a dilemma, not knowing whether she should come to the door to welcome him. She lowered her head, pretending that she was playing with her phone. She didn’t even cast a glance towards the door.

Then, she heard some footsteps. It sounded like someone was walking towards her.

One step…

Two steps…

Three steps…

The person stopped by her bedside.

Florence’s heartbeat became quicker. She secretly looked up towards the bedside, only to see a pair of fair and tender calves.

It was not Ernest?

Florence abruptly looked up and unexpected, she saw Charlotte.

Charlotte gazed at Florence in confusion, “Sis, what’s wrong with you?”

“No… Nothing.”

She didn’t dare to look at Charlotte

that it was Ernest? Or could it be

distraught when thinking

over it any longer, Florence hastily

taking care of you during these two days, even leaving no

do you feel now? You had no chance to tell us the truth

so carefully to the extent as if Florence was seriously wounded, exactly, as if she was having an incurable

a bit speechless, yet she also felt sweet at the

quite good. And

“Oh, great.”

didn’t have time to attend to his own business. Every time he rushed to the study and he was so busy that he

true that Ernest didn’t work in the

effective, but she hadn’t expected that he was in such

he finished his work, he came to her bedroom and simply

was he in a

mind was occupied by this matter. There was an obvious reason for this, but she didn’t

grabbed Florence’s hand, “Sis, it’s inconvenient for you to take care of Ernest now. Can you tell me when Ernest will go

food and beverage to him, Ernest would eat

over Charlotte’s words. She then nodded in agreement, “Listen,

about Ernest’s preference for the afternoon tea according

listened carefully and

confused because Ernest’s preference was

she asked, “Sis, are you remember

bit embarrassed,

didn’t tell Charlotte that Ernest would ask her to choose everything before and that he would like everything she

was the reason why Ernest’s preference for foods was

still a bit confused, but she didn’t say anything else as

will go and send some dessert to Ernest.” Charlotte hurriedly

had been waiting for an opportunity to get along with Ernest alone and this opportunity finally

of Florence during this period of time, she would many chances to emphasize her sense of presence in front of Ernest. And he would get accustomed to

would imperceptibly become more and

a good mood, Charlotte carefully prepared a cup of coffee and some desserts

the study, she was greeted with

her that she should