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 and fell with

Right, where was Ernest?

heart was pounding, and her stiff body was infused

just to touch the person who was initially pressing on

on top of her when she moved her hand. There was just

her face

his seat belt but held her tightly, taking most of the

so, she still passed out from the pain. So, wouldn’t Ernest

ten times

“Ernest…”

shakily in a hoarse

the empty

silence all around

was all

Where was Ernest? She didn’t dare to

tremble. Her shivering hands groped around haphazardly,

But there was none.

empty seat

Ernest! Where are you? Where

was shaking uncontrollably, so severely that she almost choked

to be swallowing her

the intense body that came from all

herself to endure the tearing pain, Florence unbuckled the seat belt

and eagerly felt for something else, trying

touched around, she felt something sticky and stained

stiffened. What was

very slowly. Instantly, she smelt the heavy scent

It was blood!

from the bump,

was a lot

Florence realized with fear that this was most

It was his.

trembled violently as she hurriedly

sticky blood, she finally touched the corner of the shirt. That

panic, wrapping

are you

she could smell the heavy scent

to think how many wounds he had, how much blood he

his body stiff and cold as she held him, just like a

stiff if he was on the