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.

was not willing to believe, she also had to think

cold and she walked back

and save him but she was

and got caught,

was not done in time, he was bound

But, what about Clarence?

he might have been caught. She was not sure if he

situation now very much

reddened and tears trickled down her

up, “Ernest, if something happens to Clarence, I can’t forgive myself for the rest of

to save and help

was because of

really owed

was lying quietly and there was still no response at all. He was like a sleeping beauty who would not open his

with tears and she felt so bad as if she was

what should she

and going out to ask for help when people outside made

that every second for Florence now had become a

if

the light of hope that supported

embraced her legs and

sounded in the room softly

was overcome with

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

trembled and he was apparently trying

did not open. The eyelashes returned to calmness and it was as if all his movements just now had not happened and

…

day, two days, three

Clarence still had not returned. Since he left, the iron door was

Florence waited in despair.

no choice but to admit

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

save her, Ernest and also

below her eyes and also redness and swelling that

the medicine and sat

I’m going to do the dressing change for you, you

in a gentle voice as if

days, she had been talking to him like this as if she was soliloquizing.

all. If it was not because that Ernest was here, Florence

everything and took a deep breath. She took the scissors and was about

“Bang, bang, bang!”

heavy knocks sounded on the iron door

and her