My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

Florence suddenly blushed and she was so embarrassed she wanted to push him away.

What did he mean she was anxious in having sex with him? Hello?

Did he not know who was the one pouncing on her, kissing her and touching her all over her body just now?

No, it was not the time to argue about this.

Still grabbing Ernest's shirt tightly with her fingers, Florence said in a low voice, "Today is the third day, we..."

We have to have sex.

Ernest's look turned gloomy, but he still wore a composed smile.

His voice was gentle and calm. "It’s okay if we don’t have sex once. I won't get sick. Don't worry."

He had always been very persuasive. With his indifferent look, she nearly believed him.

Yet how would she risk his life?

What if he got sick if they did not have sex this time?

They were in a bad situation and there were no doctors. They would be unable to gain control of the disease at all upon onset, and no one would dare to contemplate how serious the result will be.

"I don't care. You have to sleep with me today."

Florence gritted her teeth and was very assertive.

Ernest was stunned when he heard her. He looked at her with a mixed expression.

With a hoarse voice, he spoke with great difficulty, "Florence, do you know what you are talking about?"

His expression became a little dejected, "You look like a prostitute who is thirsty of sex."

“…”

Florence’s face flushed. She was enraged and shy. She wanted to cover her face and straightaway hide under the quilt, never coming out again.

Who is she doing this for? For whom?!

She was really angry that she wanted to leave him alone.

Seeing Florence looking so angry that she wanted to strangle him, Ernest once again suppressed the lust inside him.

He stood up and was ready to go out of the tent when she was angry.

But as he just took one step, Florence stretched out her arms around his waist and hugged him. Her soft body clung tightly to his back.

Ernest's body froze.

as she wriggled, "I’ve taken medicine, and I won’t catch

about embracing each other for warmth, we can only warm each other more if we don't wear anything. If you hold me

reason he did not want to make love

take off her clothes when she slept during this weather,

of the woman’s body behind him,

was low

wanted to say, but that was the only word he

treated him

…

was long and

were hugging each other tightly in the dark tent. They clung to each other so tightly that there was no

they could only fit into the small space when they held each other

they did not feel crowded

a little tired, but she still

the outline of his chin

"Ernest."

soft, very

responded softly over her head.

There was some uneasiness that could not be concealed in

"Will we die here?"

could be that darkness was too good in destroying a person’s mental defense. When they were in such an environment, Florence's thought which she had been suppressing finally popped

in the snow, she saw only boundless snow and mountain peaks. After going past a mountain, there would be another. The journey

walked, the

brought in their backpacks could only

more Florence looked at such a place with no way out, the more she felt

to mention they did not even know where to get

them at the front was a small country called Raflad which they

seemed endless no matter from behind or the

was a short moment

to be Ernest admitting to the cruel fact

only spoke slowly from the top of

you regret

coming after him to find Raflad, and losing their way here in the end which could even make her lose her

and spoke

with Ernest, otherwise if he had suffered

rather suffer

words were like a

It can melt everything,

her tight, and

positioning has been disturbed, the upgraded compass can still be used. The direction we are heading to is