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

They would be happy.

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

was a little

a chance to dwell on it and just threw the contraceptive

daze, and all

he had already uncovered this, then let it be so

continued on their way, rocking

days, the caravan

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

up, “Is it

was always aware of

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

An avalanche.

that an avalanche was enough to bury people

altitude here was very high, and it was white all around, with very thick piles of

there

it happened before, not that they drove past before

covered by an avalanche. It will take a while to

on to explain to

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

going

just so happened that Florence had also been sitting in the car for a

get out of the car and have

“Sure.”

the cold-protective clothing on

had already gotten used to the warm condition in the car and the cold winter weather

put on her hood before getting out of the

as soon as she

It was cold.

up her collar and leaned

body gave her warmth while also helping

slowly. The road is slippery

walking on the

narrow mountain road they had crossed

and

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

the deep valley below her feet, Florence asked in

you think there’s any chance

the cliff

“Leave it to fate.”

he wasn’t sure, then the chances of surviving were not

to Ernest a little tighter