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

They would be happy.

in a meagre

was a

dwell on it and just threw

at it in a daze, and all the thoughts

he had already uncovered this, then

continued on their way, rocking

days, the

car didn’t stop. It swayed slightly,

tensed up,

his headset on and was

an avalanche not long ago up ahead.

An avalanche.

an avalanche was enough to bury

here was very high, and it was

there

drove past before the avalanche. Otherwise, all

road ahead was covered by an avalanche. It will take

went on to explain to Florence

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

probably going to open the

had also been sitting in the car for a long time, and her body was

out of the car and have a

“Sure.”

and draped the cold-protective

past ten days, Florence had already gotten used to the warm condition in the

and put on her

wind came whipping around as soon as she

It was cold.

and leaned into

body gave her warmth while also helping to shield her from

road is slippery and

Florence, walking on the inner

than the narrow mountain road they had crossed previously.

and bottomless cliffs

from here, he would roll into the invisible abyss

her feet, Florence asked

chance of survival if

the cliff and pursed his

“Leave it to fate.”

said he wasn’t sure, then the chances of

Ernest a little tighter for fear