My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins
Chapter 527: She’s Like a Fish on a Cutting Board
“It’s fine. I will untie it soon.”
Florence continued to untie the rope without even raising her head.
She felt like her heart was under a big stone. It was so despairing that she felt breathless. She could only shift her attention by doing something else, through which she wouldn’t be so scared.
Clarence looked askance at Florence’s face with a touch of distress flashing across his eyes.
He heaved a long sigh, “I was so careless this morning. I bumped into Benjamin and talked nonsense with him. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have caught me.”
The Fraser family has thorough monitoring cameras and protection, yet he was still kidnapped by Benjamin. It was his fault.
He even implicated Florence.
Florence shook her head, “He deliberately planned this. It’s not your fault.”
Clarence suddenly chuckled when he heard the words, “Florence, you suddenly become so good to me. I’m not accustomed to it. True relationship stands out in difficult times. Are you into me?”
Florence paused. She subconsciously lifted her hand and wanted to slap his head.
How could he be so flirty under such a dangerous situation?
No matter what he had experience, Clarence’s personality remained unchanged. He was so annoying that she wanted to hit him.
“Your wish.”
Although Florence was retorting him, she didn’t stop her movement.
Her depressed mood was improved because of his joke.
Benjamin, who was sitting on the passenger seat, immediately pulled a long face when seeing that they were still in a good mood to play a joke.
He hated Ernest a lot. But Clarence was also annoying to him.
He would have shot him if it wasn’t that Clarence was still useful for him.
With gloominess written all over his face, he reprimanded the driver, “Why are you driving so slowly? Quicker!”
The driver was a bit stunned. The speed of the car was not slow at all.
When seeing Benjamin’s gloomy face, he immediately figured it out that Benjamin must be in a bad mood when hearing that Florence and Clarence’s joke.
He was jealous.
“I see, young master.”
the accelerator with great force. With a loud sound, the car rushed forward like
at a
“Bang!”
fell backwards because of the
sharp pain from
he was still tied by the rope, he didn’t have any support and his head hit
big sound. Florence could tell how much it hurt
you pick up your driving license
his lips
will reward
driver’s eyes lit up. He was
working for Benjamin for many years, but it was the first time that Benjamin had complimented
felt full of strength and
…
who was tightly tied by the rope, didn’t have any strength to resist it and was thrown from here to
he yowled and had an impulse to
and hit on the chair for two times. It
and tightly grabbed the handlebar.
was too weak to help him. She grabbed him and it could only buffer the
while, Clarence even lost the strength
him tightly, felt
She was so annoyed.
Benjamin actually used this means to torture
he
and that they couldn’t bear it any longer, Benjamin
voice and his words. She knitted her
she took a glance at Clarence who seemed to suffer
beg him. It’s just
Florence said something,
disappeared. He gave an order,
again when he
Clarence and barely pulled him from hitting the car door. But there came a sharp turn again and they hit on the door
“Bang.”
Florence felt dizzy.
car, he
pray that you will not be under my control one day. Otherwise,
to the sharp pain as she was thrown from here to there
the torturing
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