My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

Florence’s eyes widened as she was shocked. She heaved a sigh of relief while feeling very scared.

Was this considered a blessing in disguise that saved her from a disaster?

But before she could feel happy, at this time, there was the sound of another arrow breaking through the air.

Three more arrows came from different directions and they were all aimed at her.

They were still coming?!

Florence’s scalp tingled. Panicked, she wanted to stand up but she was just an ordinary person without the skills of the powerful heroes in the movie. Her legs went weak so much that she did not even have the strength to stand up.

Let alone dodge these arrows.

Florence’s mouth and tongue were dry and her brain went blank.

She would also be like the leopard that was shot severely in which there were multiple holes in its body?

The appearance of death was too miserable and pitiful.

In fear and despair, Florence closed her eyes. What flashed in her mind was Ernest’s handsome face with smiles.

Unfortunately, she missed him but she could never see him again.

“Be careful!”

In the nick of time, Florence was suddenly pulled up from the ground by someone and then she fell into broad and strong arms.

After some spins, she was only able to stabilize her body in his arms.

Without the pain of being shot through with an arrow that Florence foreboded, her tensed nerves relaxed and she opened her eyes thankfully. She was saved!

“Thank….”

She was about to say the words of gratitude and when she saw the handsome face that was enlarged many times in front of her, she was entirely dumbfounded.

She was surprised, “Clarence?”

Clarence tightly frowned and slightly let go of Florence. He then carefully sized up her body.

Seeing the scars on her body that were formed because of being cut by the tree branch, his heart ached for her and he directly frowned.

“Does it hurt? Is there any other part that hurts?”

and deep voice contained worries and concern from

looked at him. Her eyes suddenly

grabbed his sleeve. She asked with a voice that choked with uncertainty,

“It’s me.”

head affectionately. His actions were gentle and doting,

he was when he arrived and saw that Florence was lying on the ground and was about to be

came in time. If he arrived slowly for a second, perhaps he might not be able

left her for a few days but she put herself in such a

have you

string in Florence’s heart was

tears streamed down and she buried her head in Ernest’s arm and broke

cried sadly with a grievance to vent her feelings of missing

thought she would never have the chance to see him

her as he appeared at such a critical moment and

very heartbroken and was at a loss what to do when Florence

was extremely low and patient when he was

did not have to

in his arms and bawled loudly without

knew that as long as he was around her, she did not

seemingly

head slightly and only then did she realize that the chest part of Ernest’s

She was embarrassed again.

was such a neat freak but his clothes became

didn’t mean

“I don’t mind.”

was so gentle that it

instantly injected with a wave of warmth

grasped his sleeve. She

she encountered before had

him and could not help but ask although her voice was still a bit hoarse, “Were you

not, how would Ernest appear

Ernest nodded, “It’s me.”

and sat down on a dead tree that had fallen on the side. He

I was originally waiting for you in the

and was

a bit terrible

primeval forest,

didn’t let

more embarrassed. She was very anxious so after she entered the forest, she blindly moved forward and trotted based