My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

When hearing certain sounds, Ernest stopped tapping on the keyboard. He turned to look at Florence who just entered the door.
He asked her with concerns in a deep voice.
"What's the matter?"
"I..."
Florence opened her mouth and hesitated, "Nothing is wrong. I am just a little afraid of going to the toilet alone."
She didn't tell Ernest about a man appearing in the bathroom. Ernest's current situation is also very sensitive. She didn't want to
bring him troubles any more.
Ernest pursed his lips and said naturally.
"I'll go with you to the toilet for company if you want."
A man accompanied a woman to the toilet.
That was so embarrassing.
However, a warm current slipped through Florence's heart. She smiled and nodded, "Okay."
Florence went back to her lounge with a load in her mind.
She shut her door and then sat on her bed with a sigh of relief.
The man's words weren't a kind of threat simply. But what on earth was he trying to do?
What's more, here was the Ministry of Foreign Affairs. Ernest was just a few steps away from the door plank outside.
Supposing he really planned to do something, there was not enough room for him to do so.
Florence couldn't figure it out but her heart continued racing. She really felt unrestful.
Because of it, she didn't even take off her shoes. She sat on her bed nervously and was ready to face any possible
contingencies.
After a long time, nothing had happened.

She suspected that the man just wanted to scare her by words.
The longer time Florence waited, the more tired she became owing to her tight nerves. She even started to feel sleepy.
Her eyelids flickered, and she felt an uncontrollable desire to fall asleep.
Florence's eyes were almost closed. Slap! She slapped her face hard and it really took much of her drowsiness away.
No sleep. No sleep.
Florence thought she was now in danger. She didn't know whether something terrible might happen to her while she was
sleeping. Therefore, she planned to survive the night.
She decided to go freshen up, forcing herself to be clear-headed.
But she couldn't again go to bathroom alone. Florence then opened a bottle of water in the room and patted her face with water.
As soon as she got out of her bed, she noticed something that shouldn't have appeared in this lounge.
A snake! A King Cobra!
Florence couldn't understand where it came from. The snake was now climbing along the bed from the end to the front. Its head
slid into the quilt quickly.
She was so frightened and felt a sense of chill. The thickly dotted cold sweat ran down her back of body.
If she didn't get out of bed before to pat her face, she wouldn't have seen the King Cobra crawling into her quilt on her bed.
If she fell asleep again, she would be bitten for sure!
It was a highly toxic snake.
The words from the man in the bathroom popped up into her mind -- I advised you to get out of here and go home, or you would
spend a real bad night.
Was that his warning? If she didn't leave here, he would let the snake in and bit her!
Florence couldn't help shivering. She helplessly looked at the snake crawling into her quilt.

She stepped back several steps with her body trembling. She leant back against the door and dared not approach her bed again.
She even had no idea whether there were any other snakes in her room.
She couldn't stay here!
Florence made a quick decision. She instantly opened the door and ran out. Then she closed the door as rapidly as possible.
The lounge was actually a confined space, where snakes wouldn't be able to come. Someone must have dug a hole in some
invisible place.
The hole was bound to be in direction of that man. He must have plugged it up after releasing it.
If Florence closed the door, the snake would be locked in the lounge and couldn't go out.
As long as she stayed out of the lounge, maybe everything would be okay, right?
Florence took few deep breaths again and again so that she could no longer tremble so badly.
She heard Ernest's low voice from not far away, "What's wrong? Do you need to go to the bathroom?"
When saying these words, Ernest stood up and walked towards Florence.
He, a tall man, took a big step and instantly came to Florence.
Florence began to stiffen thinking of the poisonous snake in the lounge. She was afraid that the snake would approach to Ernest
as he came.
She ran to Ernest and held his arms.
"Nothing happens. I just can't fall asleep and want to see you."
During the conversation, Florence pulled Earnest towards his desk with strength unconsciously.
Ernest's eyebrows moved slightly. He then followed Florence.
He stared at Florence with deep eyes and asked in a low voice, "What happens?"
Florence's eyes twinkled greatly. She was extremely nervous and flustered and subconsciously held Ernest's arms more tightly.

She was so scared because she was almost killed by a poisonous snake.
She didn't feel any sense of security of being a survivor of a disaster until she held Ernest's arms and stood beside him.
But she suppressed her fear and shook her head.
"Nothing happens for sure. I just can't fall asleep. Let me stay here with you, okay? I won't disturb you."
As Florence was talking, she looked straight ahead with eyes twinkling. She dared not look into Ernest's eyes.
Ernest narrowed his eyes.
That was her appearance when she lied or ran away something.
Something must have happened to her.
Ernest looked at the closed lounge with his cold and dim eyes, through which a dangerous and cold light flashed.
He said in a low voice, "Okay. I just happen to need you to sort something out for me."
"Okay. Okay."
Florence replied absent-mindedly. She still subconsciously remained uptight.
Someone wanted to hurt her.
They might be in the same place. It was like being targeted by a devil in the dark.
She vowed that she wouldn't keep more than one meter distance from each other tonight.
Florence and Ernest sat down together beside the working desk. Many areas couldn't be illuminated by the light except for
working desk.
Florence was frightened by the snake. This light made her afraid that she couldn't see clearly whether there was a snake coming
over quietly.
Although she rationally knew that the man wouldn't dare to hurt Ernest, she turned on the other light, which was driven by her
sensibility.

It was brighter in the office.
Ernest looked at her without batting an eye. He pursed his thin lips and didn't say or ask anything.
Naturally, he gave her a laptop. "Here is a newly discovered sub-file. Check the documents one by one and see if there is a
document with a ww.tg suffix."
"Okay."
Florence began to work. She looked at that folder in the computer and opened it. Then a pile of new folders appeared. She
clicked one of them and another piles of folders as well as various sub-files coming out again. After a short while, Florence was
dizzy and got worn out.
She looked dazed yet trying to stay focused. She was afraid of missing what Ernest was looking for.
So this work seized her attention gradually. In the meantime, Florence's fear had been dissipated subconsciously.