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.

could hear Florence’s soft voice from behind as she wriggled, "I’ve taken medicine, and I won’t catch a cold

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

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

she slept during this

woman’s body behind him, Ernest's

was low

say, but that was the only word

treated him sincerely and

…

night was long and

tent. They clung to each other so tightly that

a sleeping bag, and they could only fit into the small space when they held

did not

was a little

only vaguely see the outline of his chin in

"Ernest."

soft, very soft

immediately responded softly over

voice. There was some uneasiness

"Will we die here?"

good in destroying a person’s mental defense. When they were in such an

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

the more tired they

brought in their

felt that

to mention they did not even know where to

here, they had kept on seeing snowy mountains 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

no matter from behind or the

Florence spoke, there was a short moment of

be Ernest admitting to the cruel fact

spoke slowly from the top

you

Raflad, and losing their way here

shook her head and spoke

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

would rather

like a pot of boiling hot water in the

It can melt everything,

and kissed

be used. The direction we are heading to is Raflad. I'm not sure how many days it will