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.

Ernest was struggling and suppressing, Florence felt so upset as if her

ask and could roughly

Ernest was drugged.

also trapped here by

had been hiding in the bathroom.

up

sorry, Ernest.

she hadn’t woken up earlier and

wondered how much he had

the water, the heat that Ernest was trying hard to suppress suddenly burned again. It burned so crazily as if it would damage all his

knew how he could manage to keep

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

confirmed his guess and made him

It was truly Florence.

could bring him

nerve in Ernest’s

started burning violently without any

closer, and aggressively kissed her

so hot as if it could burn down

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

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

but she was so weakened.

gradually covered her mind, making her feel as if she was floating on the cloud, reaching

the man’s aggressive attack, full of his scent

control, responding

had already gone. Only the softness in his arms

instinct, he kissed her,

flame. He eagerly tore her

always made the

to each other tightly and seamlessly. When they two became one, their souls were

were doing the

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

overwhelmed by the

came back to her senses. Looking into the bathroom in a panic, she faintly could see

too close to be

she naturally

wanted to stop them, but she didn’t have

Ernest would kill her.

would also hold her