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.

suppressing, Florence felt so upset as if her heart was pinched by a big hand

didn’t even need to ask and could roughly guess

Ernest was drugged.

was also trapped here by the woman

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

welled up in her

I’m sorry, Ernest. I’m so

hadn’t woken up earlier and found that Ernest

wondered how much he had been

suddenly burned again. It burned so crazily as if it

he could manage to keep

Florence’s crying face. Upon hearing her

his guess

It was truly Florence.

could bring him such

Ernest’s mind

in his body started burning violently without any

closer, and aggressively kissed

was so hot as

his arms, which were wrapped around

cold from the fire and the ice

him, but she was so weakened. By

covered her mind, making her feel as if she was floating on the cloud,

her senses were overwhelmed by the man’s aggressive attack, full

her control,

already gone. Only the softness in his arms fully occupied his eyes and

kissed

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

flame always made

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

were doing the most

entering the bathroom, her last defense line completely collapsed. All her hope vanished in

overwhelmed by

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

close to

she naturally knew what

jealous. She wanted to stop them, but she didn’t have the balls to

Ernest would kill her.

her