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...

up? What happened to

back, gazing at Clarence in

bed and looked at Ernest with a complicated

him and took him here, he has been always in a coma. He

was shocked. “How

be because he has been

reechoing in Florence’s

quilt on Ernest with her trembling hands.

wrapped by thick bandages, which had

tears dropping from her

had no guts to check his wounds under the bandage at

she asked, “How

was in a

solemnly, “When I was swimming in the sea, I found him. He was dragged by a piece of wood, floating on the sea. When I saw him, his

words, he noticed that Florence looked extremely pale and couldn’t help trembling. Immediately, he stopped and decided to change the

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

no advanced equipment here. His health condition

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

for him that

the hospital. Contact Stanford and ask him to save Ernest! Collin

Clarence shook his head.

I took him to the hospital. Before the treatment, I saw Benjamin filtering the

in the nearby area, so they were looking for me everywhere. I could hide from

a shabby

have a good medical

was watched by Benjamin’s men. They were waiting for Clarence to contact Stanford for

entrances and exits of this city had been guarded as well. As soon as Clarence was leaving,

was seriously injured and in

pale,

parted. She

seemed to have read

directly, “I’ve been searching for ways and chances to escape from here besides taking care of him.

was such

to death or disabled on the

eyes twinkled. She