My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins novel Chapter 783

Only then did Hector understand Bonnie's intention.

It's just that the image of having a girl give him a wound-dressing by taking off his clothes was a bit unacceptable.

If it’s a female doctor, it would be more able for himself to mentally comfort himself. Since she’s a professional.

But Bonnie was a complete amateur, without any relation to a professional.

Hector said uncomfortably, "I'm really fine. There's no rush, just let Florence come and clean the wound for me later."

Hearing this, Florence, who was cleaning Ernest's 'wound', moved a few beats slower again.

Don't worry. Ernest's wound wouldn't be finished until Bonnie cleaned and dressed Hector's wound.

Don't wait.

Bonnie was worried about what Ernest had said, and she really didn't dare to delay.

If he waited for Florence, no one really knew how long it would take.

Compared to how much Hector cared for her, she really didn't care for Hector on the surface.

Bonnie couldn't help but feel heartbreaking, gritted her teeth and made up her mind again.

"You can't delay your injury. Let me clean your wound before the doctor comes."

Bonnie said firmly and once again reached out to unbutton Hector's shirt.

Subconsciously, Hector wanted to stop it, but this time, just before he reached out, he withdrew his hand as if he had been electrocuted.

He had just touched the girl's hand. The first time was unintentional, but the second time was unacceptable.

But if he didn't stop it, he could only watch as Bonnie unbuttoned his first button.

Hector's whole body tensed up, a hundred thousand times more uncomfortable.

"Bonnie, you really don't need to clean my wounds. After all, men and women are not allowed to ......"

Before he could finish his words, most of Hector's shirt was pulled outwards and taken off.

His wounds, along with half of his chest, were all exposed.

It was exposed to Bonnie's bright eyes.

Stunned, Bonnie looked at his chest and let out a startled cry, her eyes instantly filling with tears.

She choked out, "Does your injury ...... hurt?"

The dagger was stabbed into the bloody flesh, turning the tight skin in half, flesh flopping and blood pouring out.

Bonnie had never seen such a hideous sight before, and it made her heart ache even more to the point of suffocation.

She even hoped that the knife was stabbed into her own body.

Hector stiffened and looked at Bonnie in front of her with some dismay.

She asked him again, did it hurt?

It wasn't that he hadn't been hurt before, but since he was a child, no one ever seemed to care this aspect.

No one, it seemed, had ever been teary-eyed and worried enough to cry because he was injured, either.

And this Bonnie, whom he didn't know very well, was actually the first doing so.

In his chest, there was a hint of warmth.

Only then did Hector take a proper look at Bonnie for the first time. That teary-eyed look also looked pleasing to the eye, much smoother than any other woman.

This was a kind girl.

Hector's tone couldn't help but be much softer, whispering.

"It doesn't hurt. It's fine. Don't worry."

The man's low and slow voice, however, was like a catalyst for tears, and the emotions that Bonnie was holding back, collapsed at once.

Tears flowed out of her eyes nonstop.

Such a serious injury, how could it not hurt? Hector was still trying to be strong now.

The bravado was heartbreaking.

Hector's eyes widened in shock, never expecting his comforting to make the woman in front of him cry straight away. He was so flustered that he didn’t know what to do.