My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins novel Chapter 558

“Ernest...” a weak voice was heard in a white room.

The person was muttering as if she was dream talking.

However, her voice was full of panic and fear from the bottom of her heart.

“Ernest...”

“Ernest... where are you...”

“Where are you...”

Her slim and fair hand was trembling, trying her best to grab something seemingly.

However, her fingers were too weak to even make a move. What she grabbed was only the air.

She got nothing.

The emptiness seemed to have frightened her. She suddenly opened her closed eyes.

What she saw was the white ceiling in a strange room. There was even a pattern on it.

The light was bright which dazzled her eyes.

In her dream, the man who was rotten by the sea disappeared from her mind instantly.

“Ernest!”

As soon as Florence returned to her senses, she yelled Ernest’s name in a panic.

Without any hesitation, she sat up on the bed, looking around her in a hurry.

It was an empty room without any future except for the bed.

There was no one else in the room.

Beside her, there was a huge instrument full of tubes, each of which was stabbed onto her arm.

Florence immediately pulled them out.

“Hiss...”

As she tore the tubes apart, her skin was torn as well. It started bleeding.

She inhaled in pain, and suddenly she was taken aback.

She could feel the pain, which meant that she wasn’t dreaming, and nor had she died yet.

How could she have survived?

Florence gaped in disbelief. She could clearly remember that a bomb was bound on her. Ernest carried her in his arms and jumped into the sea with her together.

As soon as they fell into the sea, the bomb on her exploded.

She lost her consciousness at once.

She thought that she should be killed by the bomb. However...

Hurriedly, she looked down and checked herself up. Her arms and legs were inserted with different kinds of tubes. There were a lot of wounds on her, but all fours were fine. She wasn’t seriously injured at all.

She could tell from her wounds that she was impacted by the shock wave of the explosion at the most.

She wasn’t bombed at all.

Florence wondered why.

Was the bomb fake?

She didn’t think so.

It seemed that she had forgotten something.

Reaching out, she held her head that still had a migraine. She knocked on it, and the tubes on her arms were pulled along with her action.

The tubes pulled blood out of her arms, but she seemed not to feel the pain. She kept knocking on her head.

She could remember that the bomb had exploded and the impact was huge.

She remembered that the bomb was still bound on her before she fell into the sea.

However, she was still alive now. Why on earth did this happen?

She seemed to have forgotten something, but she couldn’t ring the bell at all. As soon as she tried to recall, her migraine would become stronger.

“Damn it! What on earth have I forgotten?” Florence mumbled in pain between sobs. Her eyes were reddened, tears dropping from them.

However, she even didn’t know why she was weeping.

She hammered her head continuously as if only by doing so she could suppress the feeling of broken down a bit.

She couldn’t recall anything but she was in a panic.