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.

Florence felt so upset as

even need to ask and could roughly guess what had

Ernest was drugged.

here

long it had been, but Ernest had been hiding in the bathroom. He used

welled up

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

she hadn’t woken up earlier and found

much

suddenly burned again. It burned so crazily as if it would damage all his

God knew how he could

eyes, he looked at Florence’s crying face. Upon hearing her words between sobs, he felt a

also confirmed his guess and

It was truly Florence.

bring him

tensed nerve in Ernest’s mind instantly

his body started burning violently without

her, pulled her closer, and

as if it

around her body,

hot and cold from the fire and the ice made Florence tightened. The strange feeling

she wanted to reject him, but she was so weakened.

making her feel as if she was

senses were overwhelmed by the man’s aggressive attack, full of his scent that

lost her control, responding

gone. Only the

kissed

with flame. He eagerly tore her clothes apart, and his heat palms wandered around her

always made the whole

tightly and seamlessly. When they two

the most

bathroom, her last defense line completely collapsed. All

was overwhelmed by

while, she finally came back to her senses. Looking into the bathroom in a panic, she faintly could see two entangled figures behind the frosted

close

such a circumstance, she naturally

stop them, but she didn’t have

Ernest would kill her.

Florence would also hold her responsible for