My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

“Fuck off!”

When she almost blacked out, Florence heard a voice that was different from others who wanted to kill her. She thought she was dreaming.

She wondered who the man was.

Judging from his voice, she felt quite familiar.

In difficulty, she opened her eyes. Through the space between her fingers, she saw the tall and strong figure walking towards her under the sunlight. He pushed the onlookers away and stood in front of her.

Frowning deeply, he squatted down.

He said in a tender tone that made her heart tremble, “I’ll take you away.”

As he spoke, he lifted Florence from the ground and carried her in his arms tightly.

Florence was still blurred. As if she was dreaming, she looked at the familiar look and outline of his face.

Her lips trembled. She asked, “Are you... are you Ernest?”

“Ernest is not the only hero who could save the beauty,” the man said disdainfully, “Besides, do I look like Ernest a lot?”

Hearing his teasing tone, Florence recognized that it was Clarence.

How could it be Clarence to save her?

Florence’s eyes twinkled. Her excited heart suddenly sank.

His face wasn’t disguised by Ernest.

He was not Ernest.

However, she disdained herself. It was uncertain that if Ernest was still alive. How could she expect that he would appear and save her from hell as if he were a god from heaven?

Seeing that Florence’s face dimmed, Clarence frowned unhappily.

“Florence, after all, for saving you, I broke into such a dangerous place. Could you at least pretend to be grateful for me, please?”

Florence choked up. She indeed appreciated his help. Just that she was so fragile now, so she only concentrated on the matter that she cared about the most.

She hadn’t shown her gratitude to him yet...

While they were talking, the onlookers pushed away returned to their senses.

nose, they snapped, “This bitch is a murderer.

Put her down. Or, we’ll beat

cursing at them,

how miserable she looked, he pulled a long face. His eyes became

he hadn’t been here coincidentally, those onlookers

onlookers didn’t know the truth but they wanted to beat her to death. Did they think they

Clarence held Florence tightly.

he raised his tone and yelled, “It’s your turn now,

soon as he finished speaking, some huge noises

over with sticks in their hands. They beat on the onlookers

Ouch!

“Help--”

help were

that they would be beaten right after they had beaten the

homeless were all merciless. They hit those onlookers so violently as if the onlookers would definitely

the idea to become heroes or heroines. Covering their heads,

chaos on the

chaos, Clarence took the chance and was about to carry

grabbed his arm, hatefully gazing at Benjamin, who was sitting in the wheelchair

a doctor in the onlookers just now. He gave Benjamin a

He stopped bleeding.

sitting in the wheelchair, lowering his head with

Florence said, “Go over and check on him. Stab

wanted him

popped violently. He stared at Florence in disbelief, and his mouth corners twitched. He

person? You were not so violent

ruthless that

at Clarence and said naturally, “Do you

would be

head. He hadn’t forgotten the tortures

they’d rather

he was about to walk

“Young Master!”

crowd. With concerns, she

same time, behind her, several people were rushing towards

were all

out that they had caught

deeply, feeling extremely