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.

how much Ernest was struggling and suppressing, Florence felt so upset as if her heart was pinched by a

now, she didn’t even need to ask and

Ernest was drugged.

also trapped here by

but Ernest had been hiding in the bathroom. He

up in

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

hadn’t woken

how much he had

water, the heat that Ernest was trying hard to suppress suddenly burned again.

he could manage

looked at Florence’s crying face. Upon hearing her words between sobs, he felt a sharp pang in his

guess

It was truly Florence.

bring him

nerve in Ernest’s mind instantly broke

in his body started burning violently

closer,

kiss was so hot as if it could

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

the fire and the ice made Florence tightened. The

was so weakened. By instinct, she

gradually covered her mind, making her feel as if

by the man’s aggressive attack, full of his scent

lost her control, responding

moment, Ernest’s reason had already gone. Only the softness in his arms

instinct, he kissed

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

made the whole bathroom

each other tightly and seamlessly. When they two became

were doing the most primitive,

defense line completely collapsed. All her hope vanished

was overwhelmed by the despair

came back to her senses. Looking into the bathroom in a

too close

a circumstance, she naturally knew what was going

didn’t have the balls to take a step

Ernest would kill her.

Florence would also hold her responsible for