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.

from behind as she wriggled, "I’ve taken medicine, and

only warm each other more if we don't wear anything. If you hold me tight, I

reason he did not want to make love was because he was afraid that

her clothes when she slept during this weather, let alone she had to take off

him, Ernest's heart beat fiercely,

was low and slow,

he wanted to say, but that was the only word

treated him sincerely

…

night was long

They clung to each other so tightly that

they could only fit into the

did not feel crowded at

shoulder. She was a little

the outline

"Ernest."

soft,

immediately responded softly over her head.

spoke with a very low, soft voice. There was some uneasiness that

"Will we die here?"

a person’s mental defense. When they were in such an environment, Florence's thought which she had been suppressing finally popped

and mountain peaks. After going past a mountain, there would be another. The journey seemed

they walked, the more tired

food they brought in their backpacks could only

such a place with no way out, the more she felt that

not even know where to get

as they drove for more than ten days, and the destination which awaited them at the front was a small country called Raflad which they had no idea how far away it was

road seemed endless no matter from behind

spoke, there was a short moment of silence

Ernest admitting to the cruel fact and it made

long while, Ernest only spoke slowly from

you regret

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

head and

to have come with Ernest, otherwise if he had suffered this himself, she would feel

would rather suffer with

like a

It can melt everything,

and kissed

upgraded compass can still be used. The direction we are heading to is Raflad. I'm not sure how many days it will take to get there,