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.

put this watch on her

telling time if the phone ran out of power; she had no idea it

was

the third frame, it transformed into a tiny

was able to see properly inside

before, the car was now a shambles, with

and the windows were

in snow, and the snowdrifts outside obstructed

on was

have formed when they fell and hit hard

he wouldn't be leaning in that direction

arm was completely drenched in

face was pale and he

but cry again when she

heart felt like it was weighing

become so badly

hasn't been treated yet; once the bleeding stops, everything will be okay; it's not that

as he gently pushed himself up with

was moving slowly, which

to tears when she saw him like this

as though she were suffocated and couldn't

sitting up, Clarence appeared paler. "Please bring the first aid kit, Florence," he

emergencies, one

extracted bottles for wound cleansing and bleeding control. She was

on the other hand, examined her from head to toe to ensure she

even a little bit,"

knew he'd insist on

better and carefully removed his suit

moved, the blood flowed out. The white shirt beneath had ripped apart, revealing a visibly lengthy wound on his arm. The reddish-white shirt, the skin, and the wound

broke into tears

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