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.

and suppressing, Florence felt so upset

to ask and could roughly guess what

Ernest was drugged.

also trapped here by

but Ernest had been hiding in the bathroom. He used the cold water to harm himself

welled up

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

why she hadn’t woken

much he

heat that Ernest was trying hard to suppress suddenly burned again. It burned so crazily as if it

he could manage to

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

his guess

It was truly Florence.

Florence could bring him

tensed nerve in Ernest’s mind instantly broke

started burning violently

grabbed her, pulled her closer, and

kiss was so hot as if it could burn down

arms, which were wrapped around her body, were

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

she was so weakened. By instinct, she had to compromise with

covered her mind, making her feel as if

overwhelmed by the man’s aggressive attack, full of his scent that she loved the

control, responding to him

Only the softness in his arms

kissed her, embraced

hands were like burning with flame. He eagerly tore

made the whole

seamlessly. When they two

were doing the most

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

overwhelmed by the despair and

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

were too close

a circumstance, she naturally knew what

stop them, but she didn’t have the balls to take

Ernest would kill her.

would also hold her responsible for what was going