My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

She had never expected that it had only been a few hours. When she saw him again, he had become like this.

He was soaking in the water, and she couldn’t tell if he was still alive.

He looked lifeless.

Florence couldn’t help trembling all over. After gaping for a few seconds, she finally came back to her senses. Reaching out her trembling hands into the water, she wanted to pull Ernest up.

She cried out, “Ernest... Ernest...”

When she reached into the water, she found that the temperature was so icily cold that her bones were frozen.

Ernest was even lying in there. She wondered how long he had been soaking in the water.

Tears blurred her eyes. In the cold water, she grabbed Ernest’s arm.

When she was trying to pull him up, suddenly, a cold hand pushed her hand away.

At the same time, “swoosh”, Ernest suddenly sat up in the bathtub. His arctic cold hand suddenly pinched Florence’s neck.

He said in a hoarse and deadly cold tone, “I’ve said, once you come in, you’ll die...”

Florence felt a sharp pang on her neck. Her breath almost stopped while being strangled.

She could feel Ernest’s intention to kill clearly.

Opening her mouth in difficulty, she hurriedly squeezed a few words from her throat, “It’s ... me...”

The hand, which was increasing the strength on her neck, suddenly stiffed.

Ernest looked up, gaping at Florence with his twinkling and blurred eyes.

He gazed at her in shock as if he couldn’t believe it at all.

Frowning, he asked, “Florence?”

His confused voice was full of suspicion.

It had been over two hours; the drug effect had become stronger and stronger. He suffered more and more. His reason was on the edge of breaking down, so he also had several illusions earlier.

He could be sure if the woman in front of him was Florence for real.

He wondered if he was suffering so much that he had mistaken Dolores as Florence, which was just an illusion.

Ernest was struggling and suppressing, Florence felt so upset

need to ask and could roughly guess

Ernest was drugged.

here by

Ernest had been hiding in the bathroom. He used the cold

up

I’m sorry,

for why she hadn’t woken

much he had been

suppress suddenly burned again. It burned so crazily as if it would

God knew how he could manage to keep

face. Upon hearing her words between

also confirmed his guess and made him

It was truly Florence.

could bring him such

nerve in Ernest’s mind instantly broke

started burning violently without any

grabbed her, pulled her closer,

was so hot as if it

around her body, were as cold

the fire and the ice made Florence tightened. The

wanted to reject him, but she was so weakened. By instinct, she had to

of white mist gradually covered her mind, making her feel as if

attack, full of

her control, responding to

had already gone. Only the

instinct, he kissed

with flame. He eagerly tore

made the whole bathroom

clung to each other tightly and seamlessly. When they two became one, their souls were also melting into that of

doing the most

watched Florence entering the bathroom, her last defense line completely collapsed.

was overwhelmed by

she finally came back to her senses. Looking into the bathroom in a panic, she faintly

close to be

such a circumstance, she naturally knew

didn’t have the balls to take

Ernest would kill her.

also hold her