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!”

their own

They would be happy.

he continued in a meagre

a little

dwell on it and just threw

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

uncovered this, then let it

on their way, rocking in the

more days,

when they stopped, the shaking of the car didn’t

up, “Is it

his headset on and was

deep voice, “It’s fine. There was an avalanche not long ago up ahead. It’s

An avalanche.

it on TV that an avalanche was enough to bury

and it was white all around,

once there was

drove past before

an avalanche. It will

on to explain to Florence

almost all the people in the vehicles in front had gotten out of their cars and were walking forward

going to

so happened that Florence had also been sitting in the car for a long time, and her body was a little

get out of the car and have a

“Sure.”

the

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

changed into her winter clothes and put on her hood before

cold wind came whipping around as soon as she got

It was cold.

pulled up her collar and

warmth while also helping to shield her from

The road is slippery and

walking on the inner side of the

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

steep and bottomless cliffs beside the

one were to fall from here, he would roll into the invisible abyss below the clouds just like a ball on a

below her feet, Florence asked in

do you think there’s any chance

the cliff and pursed his

“Leave it to fate.”

then the chances of

Ernest a little tighter for fear