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!”

own child in

They would be happy.

a meagre voice, “I’ll use a condom next

a

on it and just threw

at it in a daze, and all the thoughts in

then

continued on their way,

days, the

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

up, “Is it an

his headset on and was always aware of

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

An avalanche.

TV that an avalanche

here was very high, and it was white all around, with

ground shook once there was an avalanche.

lucky that it happened before, not that they drove past before the avalanche. Otherwise, all of them

was covered by an avalanche. It

to explain

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

probably going

the car for

get out of the

“Sure.”

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

already gotten used to the warm condition

her winter clothes and put on her hood before getting out of the

whipping around as soon as she got out

It was cold.

her collar and leaned

helping to shield her

is

led Florence, walking on the inner

mountain road they had crossed previously. At least two or three people could stand

and bottomless cliffs

invisible abyss below the clouds just like a

her

think there’s any chance of survival if

the cliff and pursed

“Leave it to fate.”

he wasn’t sure, then the chances of

little tighter for fear