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.

Florence felt so upset as if

she didn’t even need to ask and could roughly

Ernest was drugged.

was also trapped here

but Ernest had been hiding in the bathroom.

up in

sorry, Ernest. I’m so late. I should have come

why she hadn’t woken up earlier and found that Ernest

much he had

that Ernest was trying hard to suppress suddenly burned again. It burned so crazily

how he could manage

blurred eyes, he looked at Florence’s crying face. Upon hearing her words

also confirmed his guess

It was truly Florence.

could bring

tensed nerve in Ernest’s

body started burning violently without

grabbed her, pulled her closer, and aggressively kissed

so hot as if

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

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

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

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

overwhelmed by the man’s aggressive attack, full of

her control, responding

gone. Only the softness in his arms fully occupied

he kissed her,

with flame. He eagerly tore her

flame always made

other tightly and seamlessly. When they two became one, their souls were also melting into that of

the most

defense line completely collapsed. All

by the despair

Looking into the bathroom in a panic, she faintly could

were too close to

circumstance, she naturally knew what was going on

was jealous. She wanted to stop them, but she didn’t have

Ernest would kill her.

would also hold her responsible for what