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 in

dare to provoke me, you will

Price.

had given her

nightmare-like night for a long time. But at this moment, the scene and situation now, and Ernest’s

the same breath and

and she almost could not distinguish if it was reality or dream

fear and humility at the very bottom part of

stiffened uncontrollably and her

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

Go away!

Don’t touch her.

of him, her whole life was

a deal. She did not have the courage

became messy and she almost suffocated as

him to ashes. But, he remained patient and she

was still

of choking with sobs,

“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

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

ooo, why you still won’t let

A drop of reflective liquid trickled

felt blinding

He had scared her.

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

door of the bathroom

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

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

same nightmare but this time, he

times, there was finally a time

the corner. Her fingers were tightly grabbing the

lips slightly moved.

“Ernest, thank you.”

quite a while, Florence’s emotion slightly eased. She turned on the light and saw that the clothes and pants were scattered messily in

room had