My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins novel Chapter 722

Suddenly there was a dull noise from the platform.

The public looked to the platform, and saw a fat woman who weighed 220 pounds, was walking toward the platform step by step.

Because she was too heavy, the makeshift platform shook as she walked and would probably collapse at any moment.

Staring at her with a fearful look, Hector had an unshakable premonition that he would be driven crazy..

When the woman reached Hector, she stopped. A smile spread across her fleshed face as she said in a loud voice,

"Duke Hector, I've sprained my waist for the past two days. Could you give me a massage? Mr. Hawkins said you could pass if you make me comfortable," she said with a light tone as if she was talking about an easy thing.

But Hector looked shocked and felt it terrible.

The woman was so fat. How would it feel like to give her a massage?

The thought of it could drive Hector mad.

But Hector resisted his disgust and said in a husky voice, "Bro, I don't mind giving her a massage. But she sprained her waist and needs to see the doctor. I'm afraid she will get worse if I give her the massage."

Afraid that Ernest would think he couldn't do it, Hector hurriedly added, "As for medical skills, I promise that I will learn some about it in the future. But now I can't do it."

Since he had said so, it was not appropriate for Ernest to embarrass him with this matter.

Hector looked at Ernest gingerly.

He hoped that Ernest wouldn't get angry and changed his mind.

Ernest drank his tea with a nonchalant look, and didn't look angry.

He said lightly, "There will be a nurse with you for guidance."

As he said that, a woman dressed in a nurse uniform stepped up and bowed politely to Hector.

"Sir, please rest assured, it's easy to give a massage for those who have sprained themselves. I will teach you step by step, and you just follow me," said sweetly the nurse.

Hector's mouth twitched.

Ernest even got a nurse for him? Obviously he didn't want to massage the chubby woman or touch her.

Florence dissolved into laughter. She knew things would not be that simple. Ernest was indeed the shrewdest man.

If she was not mistaken, the chubby woman had grease on her.

The massage would be the worst memory Hector had ever had.

And it might scare him so that he would not go on pursuing her.

Seeing Florence laughing so loudly, Bonnie looked at Hector with sympathy.

Duke Hector was so pathetic.

She suddenly hoped that Hector would give up. If he gave up the idea of marrying Florence, he would not have to suffer so much, and she could comfort him.

Hector stood stiffly where he was, and he felt worse as he heard the laughing.

The chubby woman had already lain down on the massage mat, leaning sideways to urge him on.

"Sir, are you ready? We can start now. My back hurts."

Hector was speechless. He was not a massage therapist, okay?

He felt so helpless.

In the first two tests, he was urged to give up, and in this test, he was forced to participate. Even the nurses had got everything ready.

He felt there might be a trap.

He looked at Ernest suspiciously, who was still indifferent and calm, as if he didn't care about anything.

Hector came to realize that this was definitely a trap.

As arrogant as he was, he would refuse the test. And if he refused to do it, Ernest would kick him out.