Ernest knitted his brows, his eyes couldn't hide the pity he felt.

His voice was lowered and it was as soft as it never had been before, "Florence, it's me, everything will be okay."

He wanted to get closer to her, but Florence tried to back away from him.

Florence bit her lips, and said, "Thank you."

She knew that it was Ernest, and she was thankful for him to appear to rescue her, but she didn't know how to face him.

He knew that she raped in the hotel last time, and this time, he saw the security guard sit on her with his own eyes.

She must be a very dissolute woman in his point of view...

A darkness flashed through Ernest's eyes as he clenched his fists silently.

After a while, he said with his deep voice, "Let's go, I will drop you off at home."

He didn't try to get closer to her again.

Only when they left the room, Florence recovered a little bit from the depressing feeling she had.

She wanted to get away from this hut, the further the better, so she started to walk faster.

Ernest was behind her, not too close, but close enough, his eyes were fixed on her back, and his expression complicated.

The way she looked really made him pity her, he wanted to hug her, comfort her, but she pushed him away from herself.

Florence felt very messy inside, she walked so fast that she accidentally stumbled and twisted her ankle.

"Ahh!"

She groaned and fell on the sand.

Ernest quickly caught up with her, "What happened?"

"It's nothing, just my ankle."

Florence said and tried to stand up again, but the pain shot through her foot.

Ernest saw Florence's face turn pale, and his own expression darkened, he reached out to grab her ankle.

"It's injured, you shouldn't walk anymore."

she felt she was really unfortunate, how could

sit there and wait for an

get up again, while Ernest

broad strong shoulders of this man, and

you doing?" She struggled a little, "Please let me

had her safely on his back, and went towards

fiancee now, it's my responsibility

was doing was within the

But...

are only pretendign to be engaged, nobody

somehow annoyed, if he never mentioned about pretending to be engaged when they met,

need to do the full program, no matter if people are

speechless, he did

this to seem a good fiance, since she really wasn't in the condition to walk back to

on his back as her face

her room, when they were in front of the door, he said, "Hand me the room

handed it to Ernest, she felt a

early in the

Florence asked,

answered as he opened the door, "I am in the room

It really was him.

The ones who lived here were the internal employees for

Ernest already entered her

the closet in the room to search for a first

"Thank you."

thought he was going to hand the kit to her, so she reached out

kit down on the table, pulled a chair

said in his deep voice, "Lift up your

mean by that? Would the elegant and noble Mr. Hawkins personally

gestured to him and said, "It's fine, I can do this by myself." She couldn't allow herself

demands, he reached down to grab her food, and put

astonished as she saw

she tried to pull her

I can

with one hand he held her leg, with the other he

pad on her skin

stared at the man in front of

task, he didn't look like he was allying medicine on her foot, more

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