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…

voice rang in

to provoke me, you will pay

Price.

given her

that nightmare-like night for a long time. But at this moment, the scene and situation now, and Ernest’s figure in front of her seemed to

same breath and same

she almost could not

the very bottom part of her heart

uncontrollably and her

choked as if she was crying, “Don’t touch me, you

Go away!

Don’t touch her.

her whole

become a deal. She did not have the courage

that night, her life became messy and she almost suffocated as if she had fallen

in his body almost burnt him to ashes.

was still

body and voice of

“Florence…”

low and he was suppressing the fire that was burning vigorously. And yet, he patiently called her name, trying

the man that night and the scene

not distinguish between reality and dream and only felt like her entire body was thrown into an ice cave to be dragged once again

ooo, why you

voice choked. A drop of reflective liquid trickled

Ernest felt blinding as if it was the brightest North Star in the dark sky

He had scared her.

hesitation, Ernest’s tall body got out of the bed and he

the bathroom was closed

she hurriedly got up. She moved to the other side of

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

was the same scene and the same

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

the corner. Her fingers were tightly

lips slightly moved. Her voice

“Ernest, thank you.”

on the light and saw

in the room had not yet