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 she even get injured

sit there and wait

her teeth and tried to get up again, while Ernest pulled

frozen in surprise when she felt the broad strong shoulders

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

his back, and went towards

and delude, "Florence, you are my fiancee now,

what he was doing was

But...

are only pretendign to be engaged, nobody will see us here,

be engaged when they met, and they really were, there wouldn't

as he spoke, "If we are doing this, we need to do the full program,

he

a good fiance, since

hung on his back as her

the way and quickly arrived at her room, when they were in

felt a little doubtful because she never mentioned

that she saw early in the morning

that, Florence asked, "Do you stay here as

Ernest answered as he opened the door,

It really was him.

who lived here were the internal

already entered her room, and laid her down on

closet in the

"Thank you."

to hand the kit

Ernest didn't mind her, instead, he put the first aid kit down on the table, pulled a chair

his deep voice,

was surprised, what did he mean by that? Would the elegant and noble Mr. Hawkins

I can do this by myself." She couldn't allow herself to trouble

a chance to decline his demands, he reached down to grab her

was astonished as she saw her own

herself again, she tried to pull her foot

really, I can do

hand he held her leg, with the other he used some

cold pad on her skin made her

front of her, her

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

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