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.

so upset

to ask and could roughly guess

Ernest was drugged.

trapped here by the woman

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

up in her

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

for why she hadn’t woken up earlier

much he

was trying hard to suppress suddenly burned again. It burned

knew how he could

Upon hearing her words

also confirmed his guess and made him

It was truly Florence.

Florence could bring him such

nerve in Ernest’s mind

body started burning

closer, and aggressively

kiss was so hot as if

were wrapped around her

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

was so weakened. By instinct, she had to compromise

layer of white mist gradually covered her mind, making her feel

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

lost her control, responding to him

Only the softness in his arms fully occupied his eyes

kissed

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

made the whole

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

doing the most primitive, beautiful

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

by the despair and

into the bathroom in a panic, she faintly could see two entangled figures behind the

were too close to

naturally knew

to stop them, but she didn’t have the

Ernest would kill her.

would also hold her responsible for what was going