My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

Chapter 677: Let Me Do it

Clarence's eyes darkened as he realized his physical state.

His left arm had a deep and long cut, his back was somewhat fractured, and he had minor injuries on his leg. Other parts of his body were also injured.

It was just as he had predicted.

His modified vehicle shielded him from lethal damage falling from such a great height.

Furthermore, he was not wearing his seat belt and instead shielded Florence in his arms. As a result, he absorbed all of the injuries.

Clarence endured all the pain in quiet and reassured her, saying, "It's okay, don't cry."

He rubbed her on the back and said, "Did you get hurt? Let me have a look."

Florence nodded and shook her head the next second, sobbing.

She was perplexed.

Clarence's expression was solemn as he looked at her.

"Come on, get up, and let me have a look." He urged gently.

His voice was soothing.

Florence wept and slowly rose from his chest, her hands clinging to his shirt as if they would be separated if she let go.

Clarence couldn't see her face in the complete darkness, but he was certain she was crying now.

It hurt him simply thinking about her sad face.

"Turn the button on your watch three times, and it will turn on the torch," he whispered softly.

His watch had a feature similar to this, but he couldn't use it because his left hand was seriously wounded.

Florence followed without hesitation.

watch on her

simply for telling time if the phone ran out of power; she had

was soon

the third frame, it transformed into a tiny

see properly inside the

the car was now a shambles, with shattered windows and items

the

snow, and the snowdrifts outside

rear seat where Clarence currently leaned on was sunken and he was on

they

leaning in that

arm was

face was pale and he

cry again when she saw

it

he become

been treated yet; once the bleeding stops,

replied calmly as he gently pushed himself up with his right

slowly, which was

she saw him like this and instantly reached in to

though she were suffocated

appeared paler. "Please bring the first aid

two first-aid kits for emergencies, one of which

and extracted bottles for wound cleansing and

from head to toe to ensure she was not injured, asking,

not even a little bit," Florence said,

she knew he'd insist

and carefully removed his suit from his

flowed out. The white shirt beneath had ripped apart, revealing a visibly lengthy wound on his arm. The

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