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.

not willing to believe, she also had to

walked back and forth

him but she was clear

and got caught, nobody would take care

the dressing change was not done in time, he was bound to

But, what about Clarence?

went crazy. Clarence had not returned and he might

very much as she

tears

Clarence, I can’t forgive myself for the rest

did was to

was because

really owed Clarence

no response at all. He was like a

tears and she felt so bad as if she was

her what

for Stanford to come and going out to ask

every second for Florence now had become a torment and

gradually turned dark as if a black curtain was pressed

hope that supported people

in the corner while quivering. She embraced her

sounds sounded in the room softly

was overcome with

been

thick eyelashes trembled and he was apparently

and it was as if all his movements just now had not happened and had turned into

…

two days, three

Clarence still had not returned. Since he left, the

Florence waited in despair.

she had no choice but to admit that

only

he could save her, Ernest and also

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

took the medicine

going to do the dressing change for you, you bear with

voice as if he could

him like this as if she was soliloquizing. She was trying to wake him

three days without going out at all. If it was not because

took the scissors and

“Bang, bang, bang!”

this moment, heavy knocks sounded on the

suddenly stopped and her body tensed