My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

Florence’s body was weaker than she thought.

Without food, calories and energy, Florence felt her footsteps were heavier than ever. She could feel the endless exhaustion with every step she took.

The cold was even more unbearable. The cold wind pierced through Florence’s clothes and made her shivered every second.

Ernest wasn’t looking good as well. His handsome face got paler and paler.

His hands were as cold as ice most of the time.

The extreme weather in the snow could piece through Florence’s custom-made winter clothes. Although Ernest was generally stronger than Florence, he couldn’t hold on much longer because he was only wearing cotton-padded clothes.

The fact that he could make it until this moment was sole because of his strong physical quality.

“Ernest…”

Florence’s soft voice rose in the heavy snow. It went away with the wind the nest second Florence voiced out.

But Ernest heard her.

Ernest stopped and looked at Florence. Snowflakes dropped on his brow, but he looked as gentle as the breeze in spring.

“What’s wrong?”

“Ernest…”

Florence called his name softly. Her eyes were half-closed and there weren’t focus points in her pupil.

Florence was slowly going into unconsciousness.

It was too cold and too tired.

Florence tried her best to take a good look at Ernest. Her voice was shaking, and she sounded like she could run out of breath any minute.

“I’m sorry…”

“I don’t think can make it. I…”

“I don’t think I can go on anymore. Raflad is nearby. You must go on…”

Florence could only make it to this point.

She had already maxed out her capabilities in both physical and mental.

Ernest got nervous. He quickly hugged Florence, who walked wobbly behind him, in his arms.

looked at Florence in panic and told her, “Florence, don’t fall asleep. Wake up. Hang in there! We’re

Ernest patted Florence’s shoulder.

was a blur now. She could barely see Ernest’s

shook her head, and

“I’m too tired…”

open her eyes, and she couldn’t move another

cold and exhaustion

the beautiful snow valley

a waste that Florence couldn’t accompany Ernest till

you must go on. Leave me

Her voice was getting

He was too nervous

Florence’s condition was terrible.

worse for the past few days, and now she had reached

it was a long way in front

she

he thought of what could happen. It felt like a needle

hugged her tightly into his

going to let anything happen to you. We’re about to leave the snow valley now. Hang in there. I’ll

coarse and determined, like a crazy

Ernest was exhausted too,

of what she heard worried her. It was only going to add on his

them will never make it out

she was overwhelmed by her tiredness when she opened her mouth. Florence couldn’t make any voice and her consciousness

Florence used to hug Ernest's arm slipped out

have the strength

and fear

asleep. Wake

Florence’s body in

matter how loud Ernest was or how hard Ernest shook her, Florence looked like a doll fell into a deep

asleep. She fell

drop one’s temperature and made one chilled to

time left

teeth and

was a promise to Florence and an

off the cotton-padded clothes he was wearing and put them on Florence. He tried his best

her onto

asleep was heavier than a person who was

like this was nothing for Ernest, but Ernest was also in exhaustion. The weight on his