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

to provoke me, you

Price.

given her first time

the scene and situation now, and Ernest’s figure in front of

the same breath and

and she almost could not distinguish if it

at the very bottom part of her heart were once again

body stiffened uncontrollably and her body

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

Go away!

Don’t touch her.

her whole life was

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

messy and she almost suffocated as if she had fallen into

burnt him to ashes.

was

and voice of choking with sobs, his action

“Florence…”

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

the breath of Ernest and the man that night and

and dream and only felt like her entire body was thrown

ooo, why you still won’t let me

drop of reflective liquid trickled down her

it surprisingly made Ernest felt blinding as if it was the brightest North Star in

He had scared her.

body got out of the bed and he walked

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

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

was the same scene and the same nightmare but this time, he let her

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

sat in the corner. Her fingers were

slightly moved. Her

“Ernest, thank you.”

the light and saw that the

the room