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.

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

down. Or, we’ll beat

cursing at them, looking

how miserable she looked, he pulled a long face.

those onlookers

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

Clarence held Florence tightly.

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

finished speaking, some huge noises were raised next

sticks in their hands. They beat on the onlookers without any

Ouch!

“Help--”

for help

beaten right

They hit those onlookers so violently

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

chaos

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

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

doctor in the onlookers just now. He gave

He stopped bleeding.

head with his eyes closed. Nobody

and check on him. Stab him if he’s

him

and his mouth corners twitched. He couldn’t believe what

you changed to another person? You were

that she wanted to kill

Clarence and said naturally, “Do you

he was still alive, there would be a

shook his head. He hadn’t forgotten

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

lips, he was about to

“Young Master!”

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

same time, behind her, several people were rushing

all

that they had caught up with

frowned deeply,