My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

“Alright.”

Clarence nodded solemnly.

Then, after he instructed some more things, he said goodbye to Florence and went out.

When Florence looked at the big iron door that was closed in front of her, she inexplicably felt very uneasy.

She kept feeling that something bad would happen.

“No, it won’t. Clarence has handled everything so well, he will be fine.”

Clarence soliloquized and comforted herself.

Clarence had planned the matter that he let the tramp help him a few days ago. Now, he was just going to implement it and there should not be any problem.

She just needed to wait here for Clarence to return.

Or perhaps she should make a few dishes to celebrate his successful return from the mission.

Florence thought in this way and her mind was slightly eased. She stood for a while and then turned around and went back to her room.

She fed Ernest with food.

It was rare to see Ernest being so quiet and lying there obediently. Florence pried open his mouth and sent the porridge into it little by little.

Florence spent a lot of time feeding Ernest. After it was all done, she could not help but look towards the door.

Clarence had only gone out for less than an hour. He should not be able to come back so early.

But, she felt very uneasy and was a bit panicked. She then went to do a lot of things to let the time pass more quickly.

She sometimes cleaned the house.

She sometimes talked to Ernest.

She sometimes sat quietly, stared at Ernest and depicted his face.

Time passed quickly.

In the blink of an eye, it was time for the sun to set in the west.

Florence looked at the sky that was about to turn dark outside the window. Even if she got more things for herself to do, she also could not stay calm anymore.

Clarence had not returned yet.

He said that if there was no accident, he would certainly come back before the dinner.

But now, the dinner time had passed.

believe, she also had

cold and she walked back and forth in

him but she was clear that

caught, nobody would take

dressing change was not done in time, he was bound

But, what about Clarence?

crazy. Clarence had not returned and he might have been caught. She was not sure if he was

much

tears

if something happens to Clarence, I

to

was because

owed Clarence too

no response at all. He was

with tears and she felt so bad as if she was going to be

her what should

come and going out to ask for help when people outside

for Florence now had become

turned dark as if

hope that supported people bit by

quivering. She embraced

crying sounds sounded in the room

was overcome

on the bed seemed to have been affected by this sad atmosphere. His extremely good-looking

and he was apparently

returned to calmness and it was as if

…

day, two

returned. Since he left, the iron door

Florence waited in despair.

had no choice but to admit that

here with Ernest. She could only hope that Stanford could quickly

he could save

There were black circles below her eyes and also redness and swelling that were formed from crying too

the medicine and sat by

dressing

gentle voice

had been talking to him like this as if she was soliloquizing. She was trying to wake him up and simultaneously, he was the only person she could talk

had been locked up here for three days without going out at all. If it was not because that

scissors and was about to repeat the steps that she cut Ernest’s bandages last

“Bang, bang, bang!”

moment, heavy knocks sounded on the iron

stopped and her