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!”

would have their own child in just three

They would be happy.

tightened his grip, and he continued in a meagre voice, “I’ll use

was a

didn’t give her a chance to dwell on it and

at it in a daze, and all the thoughts in her mind

uncovered this, then let it be so

this incident, they continued on their way, rocking

days, the caravan

car didn’t stop. It swayed slightly, just like an

tensed up, “Is it

had his headset on and was always

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

An avalanche.

watched it on TV that an

very high, and it was white all around, with

ground shook once there was

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

ahead was covered by an avalanche. It will take a while to reopen the

on to explain to Florence

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

probably going to open the

so happened that Florence had also been sitting in the car

the

“Sure.”

nodded readily and draped the cold-protective clothing on Florence’s

to the warm condition in the car and the

and put on her hood before getting out

wind came whipping around as soon as she got out

It was cold.

and leaned

also helping to

The road is slippery

led Florence, walking on the inner side of

narrow mountain road they had crossed previously. At

were still steep and

fall from here, he would roll into the invisible abyss below the clouds just like

her feet, Florence asked in a low

chance of survival if someone falls from

looked at the cliff and pursed his

“Leave it to fate.”

wasn’t sure, then the chances of surviving were

little tighter