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 before they departed, something she rarely

ran out of power; she

was soon

the third frame, it transformed into a tiny light bulb that

able to see properly inside the

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

quality, and the windows

snow, and the snowdrifts outside obstructed

currently leaned on was sunken and he was on that

have formed when they fell

be leaning in that direction by

left arm was

pale

couldn't help but cry again when she

like it was

become

once the bleeding stops,

pushed himself up with his right

moving slowly, which was

tears when she saw him like this and

felt as though she were suffocated and couldn't

paler. "Please bring

two first-aid kits for emergencies,

for it and extracted bottles for wound cleansing and bleeding control. She was now

other hand, examined her from head to toe to ensure she was not injured, asking,

even a little bit," Florence

she was wounded, she knew he'd insist on

and carefully removed

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

broke into

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