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 as if her heart was pinched by a big hand

need to ask

Ernest was drugged.

also trapped here by the woman

hiding in the bathroom. He used the cold water to harm himself to

welled up in her

wept and sobbed. “It’s me. It’s me. I’m sorry,

for why she hadn’t woken up

much he had

hard to suppress suddenly burned again. It burned so crazily as if

knew how he

at Florence’s crying face. Upon hearing her words between

confirmed his guess and made him

It was truly Florence.

could bring him

tensed nerve in Ernest’s mind

in his body started burning violently

closer, and aggressively kissed

so hot as

his arms, which were wrapped around her body, were as cold

fire and the ice

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

gradually covered her mind, making her feel

by the man’s aggressive attack, full

her control, responding to him

Ernest’s reason had already gone. Only the softness in his arms fully occupied his eyes and

he kissed her,

like burning with flame. He eagerly tore her clothes apart, and

flame always made the whole bathroom

seamlessly. When they two became

the most primitive,

last defense line completely collapsed. All her hope vanished in

by the despair and

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

close to

a circumstance, she naturally knew

stop them, but she didn’t

Ernest would kill her.

also hold her responsible for what was going