My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

Chapter 567: Stab Him if He Is Not Dead

“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.

a murderer. You’d better mind your own business.

Put her down. Or, we’ll

were cursing at them,

she looked, he pulled

onlookers would have beaten Florence to death,

truth but they wanted to beat her to

Clarence held Florence tightly.

tone and yelled, “It’s your turn now, pals. Beat them to death. I’ll take

he finished speaking, some

a group of homeless rushed over with sticks in their hands. They beat on the onlookers without any

Ouch! They hit

“Help--”

for help were

beaten right after

those onlookers so violently

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

chaos on the

chance and was about to carry Florence

at Benjamin, who was sitting in the wheelchair not

in the onlookers just now. He gave

He stopped bleeding.

he was sitting in the wheelchair, lowering his head with his

“Go over and check on him. Stab him if

wanted him

at Florence in disbelief, and his

to another person?

that she

Clarence and said naturally, “Do you want him to live

was still alive, there would be a lot

He hadn’t forgotten the tortures

come this far, they’d rather stained their hands with blood

he was

“Young Master!”

of the crowd. With concerns, she knelt in front of Benjamin,

same time, behind her, several people were rushing towards

all

turned out that they had caught up

frowned deeply, feeling

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