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?”

deep voice contained worries and concern from

looked at him. Her eyes suddenly

She asked

“It’s me.”

palm and stroked her head affectionately. His actions were gentle and doting,

Florence was lying on the ground and was about to be shot by arrows. He even

was lucky that he came in time. If he arrived slowly for a second, perhaps he might not be able to see

a few days but she

have

in Florence’s heart

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

sadly with a grievance to vent her feelings of missing him during this period and

thought she would never have the chance to

was exclusive to her as he appeared at such a critical

a loss what to do when Florence was crying. He could only use her broad palm to gently

was extremely low and patient when he was comforting, “I’m back,

not have to

without restraint. All her

her, she did not have to worry about anything and she must be

quite a while, Florence seemingly had cried enough. She sobbed and stopped

only then did she realize that the chest part of Ernest’s clothes became dirty

She was embarrassed again.

a neat freak but his clothes became like this

I didn’t

“I don’t mind.”

low voice was so

was instantly injected with a wave of warmth that warmed her entire

tightly grasped his sleeve.

the fear and terror she encountered before had completely

help but ask although her voice was still a bit hoarse, “Were you the person I saw on

not, how would Ernest appear here and

Ernest nodded, “It’s me.”

sat down on a dead tree that had fallen on the side. He gently and slowly removed the branches from her

originally waiting for you

slightly blushed and was very

stammered, “I, I’m a bit terrible with

in such a primeval forest, she directly became a

frowned, “You didn’t let Clarence

so after she entered the forest, she blindly moved forward and trotted based on the direction in her mind.