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

They would be happy.

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

was a

it and just threw

at it in a daze, and

this, then let it

they continued on

two more days, the caravan

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

up, “Is it

his headset on and was always

was an avalanche not long ago up ahead.

An avalanche.

had watched it on TV that an

and it was white all around, with very

shook once there was

it happened before, not that they drove past before the avalanche. Otherwise, all of them would have been buried

an avalanche. It will take a while to reopen

to

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

probably going

the car for a long time, and her body was a

out of the

“Sure.”

and draped the cold-protective

days, Florence had already gotten used to the warm condition

clothes and put

whipping around as soon as she

It was cold.

and

helping to shield her

slowly. The road is slippery and

the inner side of the

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

were still steep and bottomless cliffs beside the

into the invisible

at the deep valley below her feet,

any chance of survival if

looked at the cliff and pursed

“Leave it to fate.”

he said he wasn’t sure, then the chances

little tighter for fear