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.

felt so upset as if her heart was pinched by

didn’t even need to ask and could

Ernest was drugged.

was also trapped here by the woman

in the bathroom. He used the cold water to

up in her

sorry, Ernest. I’m so late.

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

how much

trying hard to suppress suddenly burned again. It burned so crazily as

God knew how he could manage

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

also confirmed his guess and made him

It was truly Florence.

could bring him

tensed nerve in Ernest’s mind

flame in his body started burning

her, pulled her closer, and aggressively kissed

so hot as if it could burn down

were wrapped around her body,

and cold from the fire and the ice made Florence

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

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

attack,

lost her control, responding to him

gone. Only the softness in his arms fully occupied his

instinct, he kissed her,

like burning with flame. He eagerly tore her

made the

seamlessly. When they two became one, their souls were also

the most

defense line completely

was overwhelmed by the

while, she finally came back to her senses. Looking into the bathroom in a panic,

close

such a circumstance, she naturally knew

didn’t have the balls to take a step forward

Ernest would kill her.

Florence would also hold her responsible for what