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.

at Clarence’s nose, they snapped, “This bitch is a murderer. You’d better mind your own

her down. Or,

were cursing at them, looking quite

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

he hadn’t been here coincidentally, those onlookers would have beaten Florence to death,

know the truth but they wanted to beat her to death.

Clarence held Florence tightly.

and yelled, “It’s your turn now, pals. Beat

finished speaking, some huge noises

second, a group of homeless rushed over with sticks

Ouch! They hit

“Help--”

for help were

hadn’t expected that they would be beaten right

merciless. They hit those onlookers so violently as if

become heroes

was chaos

chaos, Clarence took the chance and was about to carry

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

the onlookers just now.

He stopped bleeding.

the wheelchair, lowering his head with his eyes

check on him. Stab him if he’s

him to

at Florence in disbelief, and his mouth

to another person? You

so ruthless that she wanted

and said naturally, “Do you want him

be a lot of

shook his head. He hadn’t forgotten the tortures from

rather stained their hands with

lips, he was

“Young Master!”

a woman rushed out of the crowd. With concerns, she knelt in front of Benjamin,

behind her, several people were

were all Benjamin’s

they had

deeply,

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