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 big hand

even need to ask and could roughly guess what had

Ernest was drugged.

here by the woman

didn’t how long it had been, but Ernest had been hiding in the

up in

me. I’m sorry,

why she hadn’t woken up earlier and

much

suddenly burned again. It burned so

God knew how he could

Upon hearing her words between sobs, he felt a sharp pang

his guess and made him

It was truly Florence.

could bring him

in Ernest’s mind

flame in his body started burning

closer, and

kiss was so hot as if it could burn down

which were wrapped around her body, were

and cold from the fire and the ice made Florence tightened.

she wanted to reject him, but she was so weakened. By instinct, she had to compromise with

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

by the man’s aggressive attack, full

control,

had already gone. Only the softness in his arms fully occupied his

kissed her, embraced

He eagerly tore her

made

two young bodies clung to each other tightly and seamlessly. When they

doing the most primitive,

Dolores watched Florence entering the bathroom, her last defense line completely collapsed. All her hope vanished in an

was overwhelmed by the despair and

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

were too close

circumstance, she naturally knew

but she didn’t have

Ernest would kill her.

hold her