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My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins novel Chapter 676

The car, which had been parked steadily, suddenly shook violently. And then, it plunged downwards violently before they could react in time.

Florence’s butt was off the seat instantly, and she flew towards the roof of the car as if weightless.

She was about to hit the roof of the car.

“It’s collapsing!”

Ernest’s low and depressing voice came into her ears.

He moved swiftly, pulling Florence and holding her in his arms. He fastened the seat belt in the back seat to her with a click.

At the same time, his tall body resisted the downward force and pressed his whole body against hers, hiding her entire body under his.

However, the man’s powerful embrace made Florence even panic and fear.

He would be hurt to the utmost like this!

She stared blankly out of the tilted window and saw the snow and rocks outside had crumbled down with the collapse, crashing down after their car.

The cave-in on the road was so massive that nearly all the cars in front had fallen off. Amid the chaos, Florence couldn’t even see Stanford and his men.

Had they fallen too?

She didn’t know.

Nor did she have time to think about it. She felt an intense crash the next second. The car was tumbling down the slope with a massive jolt that almost shattered her bones all over.

And the car was still rolling rapidly downwards.

The pain in her body was so great that she couldn’t hold on any longer and fainted.

Florence opened her eyes again after some time.

It was a total blackout in front of her, where no light could be seen. She felt hopeless, as if she was in hell.

She was dazed for a while and unable to come back to her senses for a long time, not knowing whether she was still alive.

Or had she fallen to her death?

Her mind replayed the image of falling down the snowy mountain.

The collapse.

She sat in the car and fell with Ernest.

Right, where was Ernest?

Florence’s heart was pounding, and her stiff body was infused with strength in a flash.

She hurriedly raised her hand, just to touch the person who was initially pressing on top of her.

However, she realized that there was no one on top of her when she moved her hand. There was just nothing.

Florence was stunned, and her face went pale instantly.

She remembered that when she fell amid the violent bumps, Ernest hadn’t fastened his seat belt but held her tightly, taking most of the impact for her.

Even so, she still passed out from the pain. So, wouldn’t Ernest be…

His damage was ten times more than hers!

“Ernest…”

Florence spoke shakily in a hoarse voice.

Her voice echoed in the empty darkness without any response.

The silence all around was terrifying.

Florence was all tensed up.

Where was Ernest? Where was Ernest? She didn’t dare to think about it.

Her body couldn’t help but tremble. Her shivering hands groped around haphazardly, trying to find that familiar touch of warmth.

But there was none.

There was only the empty seat and the cold car window.

“Ernest, Ernest! Where are you? Where are you?”

Florence’s fearful voice was shaking uncontrollably, so severely that she almost choked with sobs.

The bewildering darkness seemed to be swallowing her up.

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