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.

nose, they snapped, “This bitch is a murderer. You’d

Or, we’ll beat you

were cursing at them,

at Florence up and down. Seeing how miserable she looked,

onlookers would have beaten Florence to death, wouldn’t

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

Clarence held Florence tightly.

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

as he finished speaking, some huge noises were raised next to

group of homeless rushed over with sticks in their

Ouch! They hit

“Help--”

help

be beaten right after they had beaten

all merciless. They hit those onlookers so violently as

up the idea to become heroes or

chaos

took the chance and was about to carry Florence

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

now. He gave Benjamin a

He stopped bleeding.

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

said, “Go over and check on him. Stab him if he’s not

wanted him

disbelief, and his mouth corners twitched. He couldn’t believe

changed to another person?

so ruthless that she wanted to

and said naturally, “Do you want him

he was still alive, there would be a lot of

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

rather stained their hands

his lips, he was about to walk

“Young Master!”

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

same time, behind her,

were all

out that they had caught

frowned deeply, feeling extremely