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!”

have their own

They would be happy.

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

a

to dwell on it and just threw the contraceptive pill into the

daze, and all the

already uncovered this, then let

they continued on their way, rocking

two more days, the

of the car didn’t stop. It swayed

tensed up,

had his headset on and was always aware of the

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

An avalanche.

that an avalanche was enough

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

shook once there was an avalanche.

past before the avalanche. Otherwise, all of

covered by an avalanche. It will take a while to

to explain

ahead through the front window, she saw that almost all the people in the vehicles

were probably going to

sitting in the car

get out of the car

“Sure.”

the cold-protective

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

put on her hood before getting out

whipping around as soon as

It was cold.

her collar and leaned into

body gave her warmth while also helping to shield

is

Florence, walking on the inner side of the

had crossed previously. At least two

and bottomless cliffs beside the

would roll into the invisible abyss below the clouds

the deep valley below her feet, Florence asked

do you think there’s any chance of survival if someone falls

the cliff and

“Leave it to fate.”

sure, then the chances of surviving

little tighter for fear of