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.

looked a bit pale. “Clarence, can you open

Clarence didn’t answer.

he regretted that he didn’t have the habit to

only silence around them in

pulled out the knife that Florence used to cut his rope, looking quite determined. “This boat is made of wood. I can drill on

the stake, the iron

a stupid method,

“I’ll

spoke, she was about to jump

out and it grabbed Florence’s arm, pulling

bumping into the man’s

scent

stiffed. With a pale face, she

was trembling. “Ben...

stared at Florence tenderly, looking

said, “Flory, you’ve been working hard to cut off the rope. Aren’t your hands

in an

explosion in her brain, and

wondered what

the role with a knife for a whole night and save Clarence, hadn’t he? That

“You’ve already known last night that I

out to his palm and rubbed her

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

men not to interrupt her when she kept cutting the rope for a whole night

desperately cut

so damn shameless! How dare you bully a girl!”

He was extremely annoyed.

to cut off the rope. Her hands

fun for a

other hand, he was annoyed that finally they managed to find a chance

his heart made Clarence pale, depressed, and so upset that he wanted

became gloomy. He looked over

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

planned to hang Clarence’s both arms up and let his feet off the ground. His whole body would be

It was indeed torture.

pale instantly. Raising the knife in his hand, he pointed

to do it! I’ll perish

a lot. Perishing

however, looked