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

her down. Or, we’ll

at them, looking quite

how miserable she looked, he pulled a

here coincidentally, those onlookers would have

onlookers didn’t know the truth but they wanted to beat

Clarence held Florence tightly.

turn now, pals. Beat them to death. I’ll take

speaking, some huge

homeless rushed over with sticks in

Ouch! They

“Help--”

help

expected that they would be beaten right after they had beaten the

so violently as

up the idea to become heroes or heroines. Covering their

chaos on the

the chaos, Clarence took the chance and was about

gazing at Benjamin, who

the onlookers just now. He gave Benjamin a first-aid and bandaged his

He stopped bleeding.

he was sitting in the wheelchair, lowering his head with his eyes closed. Nobody knew if he was

“Go over and check on him. Stab him if he’s

wanted him

disbelief, and his mouth

another person? You

was so ruthless that

and said naturally, “Do you

be

hadn’t forgotten the tortures from

they’d rather stained their hands with blood to kill

his lips, he was about to walk towards

“Young Master!”

a woman rushed out of the crowd. With concerns,

behind her,

all Benjamin’s

that they had

frowned deeply, feeling extremely

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