My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

They were now facing a tough situation and had to race against the clock to get out of the snowfield.

They should not sleep any longer.

Florence’s urge to sleep vanished in an instant and she opened her eyes at once, about to sit up from the quilt.

As she just moved, Ernest held her down.

"Wait, it's cold outside. Get dressed under the covers."

With that, Ernest sat up from the side. He took out Florence's clothes from behind, and shoved them into her arms.

The moment Ernest left, the cold wind instantly blew in from the outside, and Florence could feel the piercing cold.

But in a flash, her arms were stuffed with clothes, which were still warm.

Florence was a little surprised and she looked at Ernest. Had he covered her clothes with the quilt when she was still asleep just now?

This was what she used to do when it was too cold in the winter. She would take the clothes she was going to wear to bed and cover them with quilt in advance.

Yet she did not expect that Ernest who was so superior and thought he was beyond all humans would do such thing for her.

Florence was touched and gratitude bubbled up inside her.

Seeing Florence's dazed and admirable eyes, Ernest's eyes went slightly deep. Her expression worked especially well on him.

He let out a pleasant smile and said in a doting way, "Put on your clothes first, I'll heat the meal up."

He then sat up from the quilt and put on his clothes slowly.

Florence looked at him while being startled. She had a continuous surge of complex feeling.

At this moment, Ernest looked like he had gradually become an ordinary human. These things might not have happened to him throughout his whole life.

Yet he who was behaving in this kind of way made her feel how a real life should be on the other hand.

It turned out they could still be a loving, ordinary couple.

Ernest was about to heat up the food they brought, but his action froze when he sensed her extremely enthusiastic eyes.

turned gloomy and he

something to

woman's gaze at a man had always been the greatest invitation in the eyes of

she hurriedly looked

and scolded, "What a

straight at her and a light smile broke

rascal only

the tent and seemed to have raised the temperature

wanted to accuse him for being shameless, but

cheeks flushed and she quickly buried herself in the quilt, beginning to put

his

a deep

was just a simple and ordinary life, he would enjoy it. But he was concerned of

small transparent window at the vast snow outside, the

three years really

dry food was specially prepared, convenient and easy to pack. It did

than that of fresh food, it was already a rare delicacy to eat when they were

had balanced nutrition and was good at

satisfied when her stomach

was in such an environment, the man next to her had given her the

of a sudden, she was no longer

time, Ernest's hand was still hanging around his neck, but he seemed

worked together to pack things up, and after a

They set off again.

and

as they suffered yet

he did not need to hang his

were getting worse day

they had walked countless distances. She no longer felt happy and awe-struck as she looked at the snow, only dazzled. Her eyes

only a few days to turn fondness

she would never want to see snow again in her life. She must find a warm, spring-like place to spend the rest of

still enshrouded by coldness that drilled into

also invaded by endless tiredness that would make her suffer from a mental

She was exhausted.

strength drained away

she had been walking for centuries, but