My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

Now, it was the perfect chance for them to escape.

He didn’t dare to delay a single second. Immediately, she walked to Florence and asked, “Where is the boat? Hurry up and let’s go. Let’s leave now!”

He would never want to be Benjamin’s jailbird again.

After drinking the water, Florence moved her body. Now she had a lot of her physical strength back.

Her eyes were lit up, full of hope.

Last night she couldn’t do anything to stop Ernest from going to the Fraser family’s villa, but now she could escape, saving a lot of trouble for them.

As long as Benjamin hadn’t married her, he wouldn’t get the right of succession of the Turner family. Even Ernest’s reputation was ruined, he was still the only inherit. At least, he wouldn’t have a powerful rival.

If she could be safe, Ernest could at least have a chance to fight for it.

Florence pointed in the direction where the small corridor was. “It’s behind there. Let me show you.”

As she spoke, Florence walked to the corridor first.

It was not as bright as the daytime yet, so it was dim everywhere. There was nobody else on the deck. Even the bodyguards on patrol walked not so frequently.

She had discovered their regular pattern, so she was quite experienced in hiding from the bodyguards with Clarence.

Soon, they arrived at the place where the boat was kept.

Clarence was overjoyed. He jumped down first.

Standing in the boat, he joyfully urged Florence to jump down in a hurry and while trying to untie the rope on the boat.

The rope was untied but they also heard the sound of the iron rope colliding.

It wasn’t loud but it sounded quite harsh in the quiet early morning.

Clarence suddenly stiffed, afraid that others would hear the sound.

Florence frowned and asked nervously, “What happened?”

Clarence saw that nobody came over through the corridor and breathed a sigh of relief. Then he looked along the rope carefully.

With a glimpse, he became angry and couldn’t help but curse, “Fuck!”

Florence was confused. Standing on the yacht, she bent over and looked towards the front of Clarence. Unexpectedly, she saw there was another iron rope under the role on the boat.

Besides the iron rope was locked by a huge lock.

pale. “Clarence,

Clarence didn’t answer.

a playboy for over two decades, but he regretted that he didn’t have the habit to sneak into

only silence around

that Florence used to cut his rope, looking quite determined. “This

around the stake, the iron rope would

was a stupid method, they couldn’t do anything

said, “I’ll help

she spoke, she was about to jump into

out and it

off-guard, bumping

stranger’s scent

a pale

trembling.

Florence

hard to cut off the rope. Aren’t

in

there was an explosion in her

wondered what

knife

already known last night that

to his palm

to play the game, of course, I’ll satisfy you and

told his men not to interrupt her when she kept cutting the rope

her when she desperately cut the rope, teasing her like teasing

Turner, you are so damn shameless! How dare you bully a girl!” Clarence stood on the boat, bursting into

He was extremely annoyed.

cut off the rope. Her hands were weakened and painful now, but she was made fun of by

the fun for a whole night. At

hand, he was annoyed that finally they managed to

made Clarence pale, depressed, and so upset that he wanted to kill

He looked over at Clarence like

tone, “It seems it’s quite easy for you to be tied to a pillar, so you still have the

feet off the ground. His whole body would be stretched and

It was indeed torture.

knife in his

do it! I’ll

past two days, he had suffered a lot. Perishing together with Benjamin was

looked