My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

Chapter 599: Sleepwalking?

His thin lips opened, and an attractive elegant voice sounded from his throat, “Awake?”

Florence looked at him in a daze. They were so close, lying intimately together. She couldn’t get back to her senses, as if she thought she was still dreaming.

She actually woke up lying in Ernest’s arms.

Ernest’s eyesight gradually became clear. The corners of his mouth pulled into a smile and he looked at her dazing face.

He laughed lightly, “Are you sleepwalking?”

It was broad daylight now, what sleepwalking?

The cheeks of Florence turned slightly red and her eyes flickered as she looked at him.

She asked, “Why did I sleep here?”

“I carried you over.”

Ernest said naturally.

Florence froze for a moment, but her eyes widened in surprise. Her small hand reached into the quilt and grabbed his arm.

She sat up and said with a worried face, “You still have wounds on your arm, how can you carry me? Is the wound alright?”

Looking at her reaction, Ernest’s eyes were filled with gentleness.

He sat up together with her and simply rolled up the sleeves of his pajamas.

“Take a look.”

The wound on his arm was well bandaged. It looked white and clean, and there was no trace of blood stains.

Only then did Florence breathe a sigh of relief. Fortunately, his wound was fine.

But she turned her head and stared fiercely at Ernest. She said, “Why didn’t you wake me up?”

Ernest laughed, “You were too deep in sleep, so I couldn’t wake you up.”

“Really?”

Florence seriously doubted that, his words were a little unbelievable.

In fact, she was usually a light sleeper. She couldn’t possibility sleep like a log, right?

Ernest’s other arm fell on Florence’s waist and pulled her into her arms.

He approached her and said playfully, “But the movement I carried you is not small.”

He picked her up and put her on the bed. Her body was moved from a place to another, so the movement was indeed not small.

But she didn’t feel it at all.

Florence’s cheeks were red. She was very embarrassed, but she really slept too deeply.

“Then, then, if it doesn’t work when you shake me next time, just let me sleep in the study for one night.”

He was still hurt, and she couldn’t bear to let him injured himself again.

Besides, she was a grown-up. She would be heavy to carry.

After realizing Florence’s thoughts, the smile on Ernest’s face was even obvious.

He said, “You should eat more.”

“Huh?” Florence looked dumbfounded.

Why did he suddenly talk about eating?

Ernest’s arms tightened at her waist and said in dissatisfaction, “You’re too thin!”

So, he told her eat more to gain weight.

When Florence realized what he meant, she felt so sweet as if her heart was filled with honey.

No matter what he did when they were together, he could always find reasons that she couldn’t argue with the thing he did.

Fortunately, his wounds were fine. Hence, Florence did not continue this topic anymore.

She secretly made a decision that during this time, when Ernest was recovering from his injuries, she would no longer dare to fall asleep next to him like that.

So as not to let him carry her again.

She lifted her eyes and looked at the clock hanging on the wall, it was exactly 9.30 in the morning.

She said, “What time did you come to bed last night? Was it very late? Do you want to sleep a little longer?”

She asked a few questions in a row, all full of concern.

Ernest looked deeply at her and he suddenly lowered his head and kissed her on the forehead with his thin lips.

His voice was full of joy and adoration, “Florence, I like you acting like this.”

Florence was stunned.

From the skin on her forehead to her cheeks, it was completely red.

It would be a little difficult to tolerate if he suddenly talked like this in the morning.

Florence looked away shyly and stammered, “Get, get up then.”

With that, she took the lead to crawl out of the bed.

When his arms were empty, Ernest was a little dissatisfied. He was holding a soft and fragrant body just now and he wished to hold onto her again.

He stretched out his hand to catch her back, but as soon as he stretched out his hand, he suddenly thought of something and put down his hand again.

Florence had got out of the bed. She looked at Ernest with her red face, “What’s wrong?”

Ernest came back to his senses, smiled and shook his head, “Nothing.”

He did a gesture to get up, but Florence waved her hand immediately, “You sit down first, I’ll get you your clothes.”

After speaking, Florence ran into the closet proactively and chose the clothes for Ernest.

She always remembered that Ernest had injuries on his body. So, he should move as little as possible and take a good rest.

As long as it was within her ability, she would help him to do it.

Ernest’s eyes were filled with happiness as he looked at Florence. The smile on his mouth grew deeper and deeper into his cheeks, as if he couldn’t help smiling.

If they could always be like this, how good would it be…

Soon, Florence chose a set of loose casual clothes from the closet.

This set of clothes would be more comfortable to wear.

Ernest normally wore formal suit, and he almost rarely wore this type of clothing. If someone else brought this to him, he would definitely refuse without hesitation.

But now, it was Florence who brought the clothes to him. He had a meaningful smile on his face. He got out of bed and stood beside the bed.

He looked at Florence and said, “The wounds on my body make me inconvenient to move, so please help me to put my clothes on.”

He said it very naturally, as if it was a matter of course.

But Florence listened with a dumbfounded face.

She held the clothes in her hand and her whole body was stiff.

He was wearing pajamas, which he had obviously put on by himself last night. Why suddenly his wounds become inconvenient?

He must be doing this deliberately.

He was trying to take advantage of her again by having her to change his clothes for him.

Florence blushed. She retorted, “Didn’t you change by yourself last night?”

Ernest looked at his pajamas, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

He spoke very seriously, “It is easy to take off the shirt. The shirt will be taken off once the buttons are unbuttoned. But the degree of difficulty is different when you put on the clothes. I have to reach out my hands here and there.”

Florence opened her mouth slightly, but she was unable to refute his speech.

It seemed to make sense.

Ernest smiled, and his bony fingers fell directly on the button of his collar.

“You can help me to put on the clothes, I’ll take the pajamas off myself.”

As he said that, he smoothly unbuttoned one button. Then the second, and then the third one of the pajamas.

The collar was opened, revealing the beauty inside.

Florence stopped breathing abruptly.

Her cheeks flushed. She stared at his neckline in daze and then she saw a layer a white gauze.

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Yes, Ernest was injured. Hence, there were gauze covered everywhere on his body, where only the collarbone and pectorals muscles were shown.

When Florence thought of this, she suddenly realized what she was thinking about! Oh God, what happened to her?

Why did she only think about his collarbone and muscles when he took off his shirt.

She had such dirty thoughts!

Florence was so embarrassed that she couldn’t wait to block her mind from all these thoughts. She walked to the front of Ernest with flushed cheeks and took the imitative to reach out and hold his pajamas.