My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

After Florence was saved, Stanford was certain that he wouldn’t let go of Ernest.

He knew the priorities of the matters. Besides, the fastest way to locate Florence was through the information that Ernest would receive from the Turner family.

They must cooperate this time.

Stanford answered solemnly, “Okay. It’s the most important to rescue Florence now. I’ll get even with you afterward.”

Ernest and Stanford made a deal.

On the surface, Stanford had locked up Ernest in his dungeon. Secretly, they started taking action upon their plans respectively and got prepared. As soon as Benjamin carried out his next step, he would fall into their trap.

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On the sea.

At the horizon where the sea met the sky, there was a touch of fish-belly white. It gradually brightened up.

On the deck of the yacht, Florence was still in a half-kneeling position. Lowering her stiff head, she was working hard to cut the rope.

It was far more difficult to cut the rope than she had imagined.

She couldn’t tell what kind of material the rope was made of. It looked like a rope but it was like steel that was hard to get broken.

If it was too hard to be cut, Florence would have given up long ago, but after she tried harder for a long time, the rope was broken somehow.

Hence, she believed that if she kept on cutting it, the rope would be broken eventually.

All she needed was time.

Clarence was quite sleepy. He couldn’t help nodding his head. Suddenly, his head was bent down, waking him up from the sleepiness.

He opened his eyes in a daze, only to find Florence’s head lowered in front of him.

She maintained the same posture as he dozed off without any change.

Looking up at the sky, Clarence found that it was getting bright soon.

Suddenly, he sobered up. With a frown, he said, “Flory, stop it.”

“It’s almost broken.”

Since she hadn’t slept for a whole night, her voice was quite hoarse.

She didn’t raise her head and kept cutting the rope. Her writs were so painful that she even felt numb, but she still gritted her teeth and held on.

been grinding all night was broken more than half. There was a thin layer left.

probably she could cut off the rope

before those people woke up, they had a chance

stared at Florence with concerns, feeling quite

for him, Florence wouldn’t be here cutting for a whole night.

He was too incapable that he needed a girl to

difficulty. If we

her eyes were painful, and her whole body stiff. She felt quite

strength was drained. She could paralyze on the deck at any time. However, she insisted on holding

thirsty. In a hoarse voice, she wanted to tell him that it was her fault to put him into trouble and she owned him a favor. However, before she spoke, she

valuable, but I’m an outstanding man. How about I’ll marry you for

Florence heard his words, her

to

wondered if he was in the right

if he was serious, she

pressed her lips and stopped cutting, looking up at Clarence

“Are you serious?”

down and

eyes were pretty, clear, and bright. Right now, they were reddened as she

face looked pale and

felt as if his heart was bumped by something. He pitied her a

some reason, he answered, “Yes, I meant

finishing his words, he was

her, he was kidding. However, when he answered to confirm, he seemed to say it

wouldn’t mind marrying Florence to appreciate

gazed at Clarence with a

a frown, she stopped cutting and took a

stressing each syllable, “I won’t save

Clarence gaped.

she chose not to save him because she wasn’t

she disdained

blow on his heart -- his heart is

depression, he asked, “Are you

cut it off. It shouldn’t be proper if she decided to

however, looked quite

been squatting down for a long time. Both her legs were stiffened and weakened. Holding the pillar, she gradually stood up bit

blood wasn’t

told Clarence that she would

her and

Florence really had given up