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.

is a murderer. You’d better mind your own business. Put her

her down. Or, we’ll beat you up,

at them, looking quite

looked at Florence up and down. Seeing how miserable she looked, he pulled a long face. His eyes

hadn’t been here coincidentally, those onlookers would have beaten

to beat her to

Clarence held Florence tightly.

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

speaking, some huge noises were raised

a group of homeless rushed over with sticks in their hands. They

Ouch! Ouch!

“Help--”

help were hear

expected that they would be beaten

onlookers so violently as if the onlookers would definitely become

idea to become heroes or

was chaos on the

the chaos, Clarence took the chance and was about to carry

arm, hatefully gazing at Benjamin, who was sitting in the wheelchair not far

doctor in 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

over and check on

him

popped violently. He stared at Florence in disbelief, and his mouth corners twitched. He couldn’t believe

you changed to another person? You were

ruthless that

at Clarence and said naturally,

still alive, there would be a lot of trouble in

He hadn’t forgotten the

they’d rather

lips, he was

“Young Master!”

of the crowd. With concerns, she knelt in front

time, behind her, several

were all Benjamin’s

that they had

deeply,

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