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

to provoke me, you will pay the

Price.

given her first

long time. But at this moment, the scene and situation now, and Ernest’s figure in front of her seemed to overlap with the man’s

same breath

she almost could not distinguish if it was

and humility at the very bottom

and her body was even

crying, “Don’t touch me, you don’t touch me!

Go away!

Don’t touch her.

her

marriage could only become a deal. She did not have the courage to love Ernest

almost suffocated

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

she was

of choking with sobs,

“Florence…”

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

Ernest and the man that night

felt like her entire body was thrown into an ice cave to be dragged once again into

me go…Ooo ooo, why you still won’t

of reflective

clear to see in the darkness but it surprisingly made Ernest felt blinding as if it was the brightest North Star in the

He had scared her.

hesitation, Ernest’s tall body got out of

of the bathroom was

hurriedly got up. She moved to the other side of

the mass of the

the same nightmare but this

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

in the corner. Her fingers were tightly grabbing the

moved. Her voice was very

“Ernest, thank you.”

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

subtleness in the room had