My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

Chapter 176: Hug Me

This was the first time Florence saw that Ernest was sick and so vulnerable. This made her panic as well.

She asked without even thinking, “What can I do so that you’ll be more comfortable?”

“Hug me.”

His voice was very low. His tall body seemed to be unsteady as if he might fall at any moment.

Florence thought that he was unable to support himself and was letting her help him so she hurriedly reached out and embraced his waist.

When she was going to help Ernest, as if he had gotten some kind of permission, he suddenly wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her into his arms. He kissed her once again.

It was wild and gentle.

In a flash, her heart was in turmoil.

Florence was entirely stunned. Then, she clearly felt that Ernest had…

Florence’s mind exploded with a loud ‘boom’. Now only she realized what did Ernest actually want.

But, how could it be?

She wanted to struggle but Ernest totally did not give her any chance. He embraced her and with a flip, Florence’s body was leaned against the wall.

It was just nice that Florence’s back touched the switch on the wall. With a ‘click’, the room suddenly became dark.

The darkness maximized the stimulation of their senses.

In front of Florence, Ernest’s previous repression instantly broke through all the defences and rushed out like a wild horse that struggled off the reins.

The madness was unstoppable!

In the darkness, there was a messy.

With a series of turns, Florence fell on the bed and next, a tall figure pressed on her body.

Ernest’s broad physique looked even stronger in the darkness.

In puzzlement, Florence gazed at him. A vague memory appeared in her mind once again.

It was the same situation in which she was in a dark room with a man’s body pressing on hers…

His devil-like voice rang in her mind.

If you dare to provoke me, you will pay the price…

Price.

She had given her first time to him.

She had not remembered that nightmare-like night for a long time. But at this moment, the scene and situation now, and Ernest’s figure in front of her seemed to overlap with the man’s figure in her memory.

With the same breath and same danger.

Florence’s entire body stiffened tightly and she almost could not distinguish if it was reality or dream now.

The deepest fear and humility at the very bottom part of her heart were once again awakened.

Her whole body stiffened uncontrollably and her body was even trembling slightly.

She choked as if she was crying, “Don’t touch me, you don’t touch me! Go away…”

Go away!

Don’t touch her.

Because of him, her whole life was ruined.

Her marriage could only become a deal. She did not have the courage to love Ernest anymore.

After that night, her life became messy and she almost suffocated as if she had fallen into a hopeless situation…

Ernest could not stand anymore as the fire which rampaged in his body almost burnt him to ashes. But, he remained patient and she should not be afraid although it was done in a rush.

However, she was still afraid.

Feeling her trembling body and voice of choking with sobs, his action stopped abruptly.

“Florence…”

His voice was very low and he was suppressing the fire that was burning vigorously. And yet, he patiently called her name, trying to ease her fear.

However, the breath of Ernest and the man that night and the scene at this moment were too similar.

She completely could not distinguish between reality and dream and only felt like her entire body was thrown into an ice cave to be dragged once again into the bottomless darkness.

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Her voice choked. A drop of reflective liquid trickled down her face.

It was not clear to see in the darkness but it surprisingly made Ernest felt blinding as if it was the brightest North Star in the dark sky at night.

He had scared her.

Almost without hesitation, Ernest’s tall body got out of the bed and he walked barefoot towards the bathroom.

Then, the door of the bathroom was closed with a ‘bang’.

Florence’s body suddenly became lighter and she hurriedly got up. She moved to the other side of the bed and managed to regain her presence of mind after quite a while.

There was still darkness in front of her eyes but the mass of the boulder that was pressing on her body seemed to have reduced.

It was the same scene and the same nightmare but this time, he let her go.

It was as if in that nightmare that was repeated more than a thousand times, there was finally a time when a glimmer of hope appeared in the darkness.

Florence embraced the quilt and sat in the corner. Her fingers were tightly grabbing the quilt.

Her thin lips slightly moved. Her voice was very soft.

“Ernest, thank you.”

After quite a while, Florence’s emotion slightly eased. She turned on the light and saw that the clothes and pants were scattered messily in the room.

The subtleness in the room had not yet entirely dissipated.

Her cheeks reddened slightly and she felt a little embarrassed. She hurriedly went to clean up these clothes which could make one feel shameful but at this time, she heard the continuous sound of water in the bathroom.

She froze for a while and thought that Ernest’s crazy actions just now were very different from the usual.

He was like a wolf that had lost control.

What was wrong with Ernest?

He was very out of sorts.

Florence hesitated for a while, walked to the door of the bathroom and knocked on the door.

“Mr. Hawkins…”

Her voice was a little stiff. She was still very squirmy to face Joseph at such a moment.

The only thing that responded to her in the bathroom was the sound of water.

“Mr. Hawkins, are you okay?”

Florence asked again but there was still no answer.

However, Ernest was moving as there were different sounds of water.

In the past, Ernest would not be like this.

The more Florence thought about it, the more worried she felt. The sounds of knocking on the door could not help but become slightly louder.

“Mr. Hawkins, answer me, if not, I’m coming in.”

As Florence said, she reached out to open the door but realized that Ernest surprisingly locked the door from the inside.

This made her even more worried.

Something was wrong.

There must be something wrong with Ernest.

She was so anxious as if she had ants in her pants. She patted the door hard and Ernest’s low and deep voice sounded from inside after quite a while.

It was extremely low as if he was tired to the extreme and would collapse at any time.

“Ask Harold to come over.”

Florence froze and then immediately replied, “Alright, I’ll ask him to come over right now.”

Florence totally did not dare to delay any time and after hurriedly taking out her phone, she called Harold.