My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

This was the first time Florence saw that Ernest was sick and so vulnerable. This made her panic as well.

She asked without even thinking, “What can I do so that you’ll be more comfortable?”

“Hug me.”

His voice was very low. His tall body seemed to be unsteady as if he might fall at any moment.

Florence thought that he was unable to support himself and was letting her help him so she hurriedly reached out and embraced his waist.

When she was going to help Ernest, as if he had gotten some kind of permission, he suddenly wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her into his arms. He kissed her once again.

It was wild and gentle.

In a flash, her heart was in turmoil.

Florence was entirely stunned. Then, she clearly felt that Ernest had…

Florence’s mind exploded with a loud ‘boom’. Now only she realized what did Ernest actually want.

But, how could it be?

She wanted to struggle but Ernest totally did not give her any chance. He embraced her and with a flip, Florence’s body was leaned against the wall.

It was just nice that Florence’s back touched the switch on the wall. With a ‘click’, the room suddenly became dark.

The darkness maximized the stimulation of their senses.

In front of Florence, Ernest’s previous repression instantly broke through all the defences and rushed out like a wild horse that struggled off the reins.

The madness was unstoppable!

In the darkness, there was a messy.

With a series of turns, Florence fell on the bed and next, a tall figure pressed on her body.

Ernest’s broad physique looked even stronger in the darkness.

In puzzlement, Florence gazed at him. A vague memory appeared in her mind once again.

It was the same situation in which she was in a dark room with a man’s body pressing on hers…

devil-like voice rang

you dare to provoke me, you will

Price.

given her

the scene and situation now, and Ernest’s figure in front of her

same breath and

she almost could not distinguish if it was reality or dream

at the very bottom part of her heart were

stiffened uncontrollably and

“Don’t touch me,

Go away!

Don’t touch her.

him, her whole life was

deal. She did not have the courage to

life became messy and she almost suffocated as if she had fallen into a

as the fire which rampaged in his body almost burnt him to ashes. But, he remained patient and she should not be afraid although it was done in

she was

voice of choking with sobs, his action

“Florence…”

burning vigorously. And yet, he patiently called her name, trying to

man that night and the scene

dream and only felt like her entire body was thrown into an ice cave

ooo, why you still won’t let me

drop of reflective liquid trickled down her

in the darkness but it surprisingly made Ernest felt blinding as if it was

He had scared her.

tall body got out of the bed and he walked

the bathroom was closed

body suddenly became lighter and she hurriedly got up. She moved to the other side of the bed and managed to regain her presence of mind after quite a

eyes but the mass of the boulder that was pressing on her body

the same scene and the same nightmare

that nightmare that was repeated more than a thousand times, there was finally a time when a glimmer of hope appeared in

embraced the quilt and sat in the corner. Her fingers

thin lips slightly moved.

“Ernest, thank you.”

eased. She turned on the light and saw that the clothes and

in the room had not yet