My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

Ernest looked at Florence with a sullen face, and his chest felt heavy.

He knew that what Florence said and did was all for his sake, to lighten his heart so that he wouldn’t feel guilty.

He had brought her to suffer all the way here, and he was already sad to see her suffer.

She had wholly abandoned the opportunity to be a mother because of him. Every time, whether it was with drugs or condoms, they were reminding each other of his drag.

Florence became more and more anxious seeing Ernest’s awful look.

What she feared most was that things would come to this point.

She grabbed his hand in panic and explained in a flustered tone.

“Ernest, I’m really fine. I don’t care. I came with you to look for the medicine as a trip. I’m still young and I don’t want a child now either.”

“Don’t overthink it, okay?”

She said the last sentence weakly and full of unease and panic.

Ernest’s heart couldn’t help but tighten.

He looked straight at her, and he felt his chest heavier and heartbroken.

“Florence.”

He called her name in a low voice.

Florence was nervous as she looked at him, “Yes?”

Ernest pursed his lips for a moment before speaking slowly.

His voice was deep and husky, “I’m not as fragile as you think. I’m your man. Just let me handle all of these.”

His large hand gripped her small hand back and squeezed it tightly in his palm.

“I’ll find the medicine as soon as possible. We’ll definitely have a child of our own in three years.”

It would only take three years.

Florence looked at Ernest in confusion, not expecting him to say such words.

But perhaps, this was all he could do to comfort her.

He pretended not to care, not to feel guilty, just to make her look forward to the promise for three years.

But it would still be brutal in his heart, right?

Florence suppressed it in her heart and nodded earnestly. Her voice was firm and choked.

“Alright!”

have their own child in just

They would be happy.

he continued in a meagre voice, “I’ll use

a

it and just

and all the thoughts in her

uncovered this, then let it be so

incident, they continued on their way,

more days,

they stopped, the shaking of the car didn’t stop. It swayed slightly, just

up, “Is it

and was

There was an avalanche not long ago up ahead. It’s

An avalanche.

that an avalanche was enough to bury people

high, and it was white all

ground shook once there was an avalanche.

was lucky that it happened before, not that they drove past

an avalanche. It will take

on to explain to

the front window, she saw that almost all the people in the vehicles in front had gotten out of their cars and were walking forward with

probably going

in the car for a long time, and her body was a

of the car

“Sure.”

readily and draped the cold-protective clothing on

the warm condition in the car and

put

as soon as

It was cold.

collar and leaned

tall body gave her warmth while also helping to shield her from

slowly. The road is slippery and

Florence, walking on the inner side of the

here was wider than the narrow mountain road they had crossed previously. At least two or three people

were still steep and bottomless cliffs

invisible abyss below the clouds just like a ball on a

valley below her feet, Florence asked in a

do you think there’s any chance of survival if someone

looked at the cliff and

“Leave it to fate.”

said he wasn’t sure, then

to Ernest a little tighter