My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

“It’s me. Wake up,” Florence whispered to call. She wanted to wake him up but seemingly, she was afraid to bother him with her voice.

She felt conflicted but extremely delighted.

“Ernest...” she whispered to call him again and again.

However, the man on the bed seemed to have been in a deep sleep. He didn’t respond at all.

His eyes still closed, his eyelashes covering his eyes tightly. He was lying there peacefully and breathing slightly. His breath was so light that she could barely see his chest heave up and down.

Florence was taken aback in confusion. Ernest had always been quite alerted. Even if he was in a sound sleep, as soon as there was any movement next to him, he would wake up immediately.

Besides, she had been calling him so many times. He should have opened his eyes long ago.

Florence stood there motionlessly for a long while. Blood drained from her face bit by bit. It wasn’t until now did she calm down from the extreme joy. She realized that something was wrong.

“Ernest, what’s wrong with you?” she asked in a soft tone.

Slowly, she reached her hands towards his face.

Her fingers reached his cheek first. What she could feel was the icily cold.

It felt like touching a piece of ice.

Florence’s eye pupils fiercely shrunk. She wondered why his body was so cold.

The temperature was so low as if he were not an alive human being.

“Ernest, wake up. What’s wrong with you? Don’t scare me!” Florence said trembly. The cold sweat dripped from her forehead.

It was so difficult for her to finally find him. She couldn’t let anything bad happen to him.

She dared not to test his breathe. She grabbed his shoulders, trying to shake him to wake up.

When she was about to move, Clarence snapped to stop her, “If you moved him, he would truly die.”

Florence stopped in fear.

Her tightened heart was trembling. However, in extreme nervousness, she seemed to breathe a sigh of relief.

She could tell from Clarence’s words that Ernest was still alive.

However...

can’t he wake up? What happened

gazing at Clarence

looked at

whispered, “Since I rescued him and took him here, he has been always in a coma. He hasn’t woken up

was shocked. “How could

be because he has been

reechoing

lifted the quilt on Ernest with her

wrapped by thick bandages, which had been soaked by his

tears dropping from

his

a trembling voice, she asked,

was in a

him. He was dragged by a piece of wood, floating on the sea. When I saw him, his body was

finishing his words, he noticed that Florence looked extremely pale and couldn’t help

to see him. The doctor said he was badly injured, but

too seriously injured, there was no advanced equipment here. His health condition couldn’t be improved. That’s why he couldn’t wake

survived, there was not advanced medical equipment or treatments, he had

so sorry for him that her whole body

“Why did you keep him here? You should have sent him to the hospital. Contact Stanford and ask him to save Ernest! Collin is an excellent doctor. As long as Ernest is alive, Collin could save him. Let’s go back to find Collin.

Clarence shook his head.

the hospital. Before the treatment,

looking for me everywhere. I could

such a shabby building and took Ernest

reason that they didn’t have a good medical environment. Instead, they could only receive some simple treatment while

the telecommunication in this city was watched by Benjamin’s men. They were waiting for Clarence to

been guarded as well. As soon as Clarence was leaving, he would

was taking care of Ernest, how was seriously injured and in a coma. He couldn’t escape from this

quite pale,

lips parted. She stammered, “But...

seemed to have read her

searching for ways and chances to escape from here besides

such

be beaten to death or disabled on the

She looked at Clarence