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 her

dare to provoke me,

Price.

given her first

had not remembered 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

the same breath

stiffened tightly and she almost could not distinguish if it

deepest fear and humility at the very bottom part of

uncontrollably and her

if she was crying, “Don’t touch me, you don’t touch me!

Go away!

Don’t touch her.

her whole

could only become a deal. She did not have the

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

stand anymore 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

she was still

trembling body and voice of choking with sobs, his

“Florence…”

was very low and he was suppressing the fire that was burning vigorously. And yet, he

breath of Ernest and the man that night and the scene at this moment were too

and dream and only felt like her entire body was thrown into an ice cave to be dragged once again into the bottomless

me go…Ooo ooo, why you still won’t let

choked. A drop of reflective liquid trickled down her

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

He had scared her.

Ernest’s tall body got out of the bed

bathroom was closed

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

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

same

a thousand times, there was finally a time when a glimmer of hope appeared

and sat in the corner. Her fingers were tightly grabbing the

thin lips slightly moved.

“Ernest, thank you.”

slightly eased. She turned on the light and saw

room had not yet entirely