My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

“Ernest...” a weak voice was heard in a white room.

The person was muttering as if she was dream talking.

However, her voice was full of panic and fear from the bottom of her heart.

“Ernest...”

“Ernest... where are you...”

“Where are you...”

Her slim and fair hand was trembling, trying her best to grab something seemingly.

However, her fingers were too weak to even make a move. What she grabbed was only the air.

She got nothing.

The emptiness seemed to have frightened her. She suddenly opened her closed eyes.

What she saw was the white ceiling in a strange room. There was even a pattern on it.

The light was bright which dazzled her eyes.

In her dream, the man who was rotten by the sea disappeared from her mind instantly.

“Ernest!”

As soon as Florence returned to her senses, she yelled Ernest’s name in a panic.

Without any hesitation, she sat up on the bed, looking around her in a hurry.

It was an empty room without any future except for the bed.

There was no one else in the room.

Beside her, there was a huge instrument full of tubes, each of which was stabbed onto her arm.

Florence immediately pulled them out.

“Hiss...”

As she tore the tubes apart, her skin was torn as well. It started bleeding.

She inhaled in pain, and suddenly she was taken aback.

She could feel the pain, which meant that she wasn’t dreaming, and nor had she died yet.

she have

remember that a bomb was bound on her. Ernest carried her in his arms and jumped into the sea with

they fell into the sea, the bomb on her

lost her consciousness at

that she should be killed by the

tubes. There were a lot of wounds on

could tell from her wounds that she was impacted by the

wasn’t bombed at

Florence wondered why.

Was the bomb fake?

She didn’t think so.

seemed that she had

head that still had a migraine. She knocked on it, and the tubes on her arms were pulled along with

but she seemed

the bomb had exploded

the bomb was still bound on her before she fell into

alive now. Why on earth did this

bell at all. As soon as she tried to recall, her

Florence mumbled in pain between sobs. Her eyes were

didn’t know why she

doing so she could suppress the feeling of broken down a

couldn’t recall anything but she was in a

that she had lost something extremely important

“Ernest...”

a long while, Florence finally calmed down a bit. Immediately,

survived, where was

Was he also fine?

the possibility, a ray of hope raised in Florence’s mind

to find

room. There was limited furniture here. She also saw only one door, so she was sure that Ernest wasn’t in this

might also be rescued and now staying in the

out, started to pull out the tubes inserted into her arms and legs one

broken. She inhaled

after, all the tubs on her body were pulled out. On her arms and legs, the blood streamed down, looking quite

it at all. She got off the bed

“Crack. Crack.”

that the door was locked from

why

they

all her strength to pound at

the door! Open the door? Hello? I want to go out! Open

she heard a woman’s voice far away from her