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My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins novel Chapter 652

She had never expected that it had only been a few hours. When she saw him again, he had become like this.

He was soaking in the water, and she couldn’t tell if he was still alive.

He looked lifeless.

Florence couldn’t help trembling all over. After gaping for a few seconds, she finally came back to her senses. Reaching out her trembling hands into the water, she wanted to pull Ernest up.

She cried out, “Ernest... Ernest...”

When she reached into the water, she found that the temperature was so icily cold that her bones were frozen.

Ernest was even lying in there. She wondered how long he had been soaking in the water.

Tears blurred her eyes. In the cold water, she grabbed Ernest’s arm.

When she was trying to pull him up, suddenly, a cold hand pushed her hand away.

At the same time, “swoosh”, Ernest suddenly sat up in the bathtub. His arctic cold hand suddenly pinched Florence’s neck.

He said in a hoarse and deadly cold tone, “I’ve said, once you come in, you’ll die...”

Florence felt a sharp pang on her neck. Her breath almost stopped while being strangled.

She could feel Ernest’s intention to kill clearly.

Opening her mouth in difficulty, she hurriedly squeezed a few words from her throat, “It’s ... me...”

The hand, which was increasing the strength on her neck, suddenly stiffed.

Ernest looked up, gaping at Florence with his twinkling and blurred eyes.

He gazed at her in shock as if he couldn’t believe it at all.

Frowning, he asked, “Florence?”

His confused voice was full of suspicion.

It had been over two hours; the drug effect had become stronger and stronger. He suffered more and more. His reason was on the edge of breaking down, so he also had several illusions earlier.

He could be sure if the woman in front of him was Florence for real.

He wondered if he was suffering so much that he had mistaken Dolores as Florence, which was just an illusion.

Seeing how much Ernest was struggling and suppressing, Florence felt so upset as if her heart was pinched by a big hand fiercely.

Until now, she didn’t even need to ask and could roughly guess what had happened.

Ernest was drugged.

He was also trapped here by the woman outside.

She didn’t how long it had been, but Ernest had been hiding in the bathroom. He used the cold water to harm himself to avoid losing control.

Tears welled up in her eyes.

Florence wept and sobbed. “It’s me. It’s me. I’m sorry, Ernest. I’m so late. I should have come here earlier...”

She kept blaming herself for why she hadn’t woken up earlier and found that Ernest was missing.

She wondered how much he had been suffering.

Out of the water, the heat that Ernest was trying hard to suppress suddenly burned again. It burned so crazily as if it would damage all his willpower.

Only God knew how he could manage to keep sober.

With blurred eyes, he looked at Florence’s crying face. Upon hearing her words between sobs, he felt a sharp pang in his heart.

It also confirmed his guess and made him worry-free

It was truly Florence.

Only Florence could bring him such feelings.

The tensed nerve in Ernest’s mind instantly broke down.

The flame in his body started burning violently without any restrictions.

He grabbed her, pulled her closer, and aggressively kissed her lips.

His kiss was so hot as if it could burn down everything.

However, his arms, which were wrapped around her body, were as cold as ice.

The extremely hot and cold from the fire and the ice made Florence tightened. The strange feeling instantly attacked her whole body.

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