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…

rang in her

provoke me,

Price.

her first

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 overlap with the

same breath and same

stiffened tightly and she almost could not distinguish if it was reality

humility at the very bottom part of her heart were once again

uncontrollably and

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

Go away!

Don’t touch her.

her whole life

only become a deal. She did not have the courage to

and she almost suffocated as if she had fallen into a hopeless

stand anymore as the fire which rampaged in his body almost burnt him to ashes. But, he remained

she was

body and voice of

“Florence…”

voice was very low and he was suppressing the fire that was burning vigorously.

and the man that night and the scene at this moment were

entire body was thrown into an

you still

A drop of

was not clear to see in the darkness but it surprisingly made Ernest felt blinding as if it

He had scared her.

body got out of the bed

the door of the bathroom was closed with a

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

still darkness in front of her eyes but the mass of the boulder that

was the same scene and the same

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

and sat in the corner. Her fingers

moved. Her voice was

“Ernest, thank you.”

the light and saw that the clothes and pants were scattered messily in

subtleness in the room had not yet