My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

The car, which had been parked steadily, suddenly shook violently. And then, it plunged downwards violently before they could react in time.

Florence’s butt was off the seat instantly, and she flew towards the roof of the car as if weightless.

She was about to hit the roof of the car.

“It’s collapsing!”

Ernest’s low and depressing voice came into her ears.

He moved swiftly, pulling Florence and holding her in his arms. He fastened the seat belt in the back seat to her with a click.

At the same time, his tall body resisted the downward force and pressed his whole body against hers, hiding her entire body under his.

However, the man’s powerful embrace made Florence even panic and fear.

He would be hurt to the utmost like this!

She stared blankly out of the tilted window and saw the snow and rocks outside had crumbled down with the collapse, crashing down after their car.

The cave-in on the road was so massive that nearly all the cars in front had fallen off. Amid the chaos, Florence couldn’t even see Stanford and his men.

Had they fallen too?

She didn’t know.

Nor did she have time to think about it. She felt an intense crash the next second. The car was tumbling down the slope with a massive jolt that almost shattered her bones all over.

And the car was still rolling rapidly downwards.

The pain in her body was so great that she couldn’t hold on any longer and fainted.

…

Florence opened her eyes again after some time.

It was a total blackout in front of her, where no light could be seen. She felt hopeless, as if she was in hell.

She was dazed for a while and unable to come back to her senses for a long time, not knowing whether she was still alive.

Or had she fallen to her death?

Her mind replayed the image of falling down the snowy mountain.

The collapse.

car

Right, where was Ernest?

stiff body

just to touch the person

no one on top of her when she moved her hand. There was just

her face

fell amid the violent bumps, Ernest hadn’t fastened his seat belt but held

out from the pain. So, wouldn’t

ten times more

“Ernest…”

shakily in a hoarse

voice echoed in the empty

silence all

all tensed

Where was Ernest? She didn’t dare to

body couldn’t help but tremble. Her shivering hands groped around haphazardly, trying to find that

But there was none.

empty seat and the cold

Where are you? Where are

uncontrollably, so severely that she

seemed to

wanted to get up. As she moved, besides the intense body that

teeth and forcing herself to endure the tearing pain, Florence unbuckled the seat

for something else,

she felt something

stiffened. What was

her nose very slowly. Instantly, she smelt the heavy scent of

It was blood!

However, apart from the pain from the bump, there didn’t

this was a lot

Florence realized with fear that this was

It was his.

hurriedly shivered and felt

blood, she finally touched the corner of the shirt. That cold sensation and stained with sticky blood made

forward in a panic, wrapping the man in her trembling

are you

got closer, she could smell the heavy scent of

many wounds he had, how much blood he

his body stiff and cold

only probably be physically cold and stiff if he was on the verge of death or