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.

upset as if her heart was pinched by a

now, she didn’t even need to ask and

Ernest was drugged.

here by the

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

welled up in her

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

blaming herself for why she hadn’t woken up earlier and found that

much he

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

he could manage to keep

hearing her words

guess and made him

It was truly Florence.

could bring

tensed nerve in Ernest’s

in his body started burning violently

her, pulled her closer,

hot as if it could burn

around her body, were as

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

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

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

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

control,

moment, Ernest’s reason had already gone. Only the

instinct, he kissed

burning with flame. He eagerly tore her

flame always made

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

doing the

bathroom, her last defense line completely collapsed.

by

long while, she finally came back to her senses. Looking into the bathroom

were too close

circumstance, she naturally knew

wanted to stop them, but she didn’t

Ernest would kill her.

her responsible for