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.

sat in the car and fell with

Right, where was Ernest?

heart was pounding, and her stiff body was infused

her hand, just to touch the person who was

she realized that there was no one on top of her

her face

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

out from the pain. So, wouldn’t Ernest

damage was ten

“Ernest…”

spoke shakily in a hoarse

the empty darkness without any

all

was all tensed

was Ernest? Where was Ernest? She didn’t

help but tremble. Her shivering hands groped around haphazardly, trying to find that familiar touch

But there was none.

the empty seat and the cold car

are you? Where are

fearful voice was shaking uncontrollably, so severely that she almost choked

seemed to be swallowing her

she moved, besides the intense body that came from all over her body, there was the seat belt pulling

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

immediately and eagerly felt for something

around, she felt something sticky and

What was

finger to her nose very

It was blood!

pain from the bump, there didn’t

was a lot of

stunned for a second, Florence realized with fear that this

It was his.

violently as she hurriedly shivered and

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

in a panic, wrapping the man

Ernest, are you alright?

could smell the heavy scent of the

hardly dared to think how many wounds he had, how

stiff and cold as she held him,

would only probably be physically cold and stiff if he was