My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

“Clarence, we’re far away from there now. Please put me down and take a rest,” Florence said in a hoarse voice, feeling sorry for him.

She could see that Clarence’s face was so reddened because of running. Sweat dripped from his forehead like raindrops.

He was spoiled since he was a kid and not physically strong at all. Such a long time of running should be big trouble for him.

Clarence smiled and shook his head.

He answered affirmatively, “I’m fine. When Benjamin Turner’s men returned to their senses, they would surely chase us. I must take you to the safe place.”

Otherwise, if they were caught, all their efforts would be in vain.

Florence’s eyes twinkled. She moved a bit in his arms. “Put me down. I can walk with you.”

“You are beaten so violently. How can you still walk?” Clarence looked at her doubtfully. Obviously, he didn’t believe it.

Florence shook her head. Then she nodded determinedly. “I’m fine. I can walk by myself.”

Seeing her insist, Clarence still didn’t let go of her. He kept striding.

While striding, he said jokingly, “I’d love to hold you in this way and walk back. I’ll hold you intimately. If someone knew it, he would be so jealous.”

Someone?

Jealous?

His words reechoed in Florence’s mind. She felt confused.

Suddenly, her heart hammered. Staring at Clarence with her sparkling eyes, she asked hurriedly, “What do you mean? Who will be jealous?”

“Guess.”

Clarence smiled playfully, still mocking.

Florence’s heart was like flying onto the sky, shaking, ready to fall.

Nervously, she gripped his shoulders, “Come on. Tell me. Who the heck is going to be jealous?”

Clarence shrugged, looking forward.

“We’re almost there. You can make a bold guess.”

residence building, which was with several decades of history

quite shabby

Florence was in City N before, she had never

didn’t think Clarence

heart sank a bit. She felt disappointed. Although she didn’t think it would be possible, subconsciously, she

judging from the environment, Florence didn’t believe that Ernest wouldn’t be staying here since he was a

person Clarence

panting, and he looked at

can see you are not quite satisfied

her

special feelings about

only matter that mattered to her was Ernest.

said anxiously, “Clarence, do you have a phone? Give me your phone. I

wanted her brother to save her and

shabby stairs with her in his arms. He answered calmly, “No worries. We’ll get in

her not to be worried, but

strength

is your cell phone? I can fumble

Clarence looked at her.

“Aren’t you going to make a guess again? Just a kindly reminder, if

in a daze, “Is Stanford in

Clarence smiled. “Guess again.”

she had met the

be so charming to make her

her head, but

hesitated for a long while and uttered a name tentatively and gingerly,

pushed an old iron gate open with a hand. Crick-crack, he walked into the room

they were overwhelmed by

Florence frowned in discomfort.

hadn’t expected that Clarence would have hidden in such a place. It was a small room with shabby furniture and interior design. The only dining table was

his arms. Then he put her down

his head to look at her deeply, he answered, stressing each syllable,

Florence was confused.

wondered what he meant by it

got a lightning strike. She couldn’t

what he meant

pressed her shoulders and nodded heavily to confirm.