My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

Chapter 578: Excellence and Sec-killing

The palm was warm. It felt like a warm marshmallow. Florence was rejuvenated by the warmth of the palm.

Florence was surprised. She raised her head and saw Ernest’s face. Her eyes turned red. Tears were rolling in her eyes.

Florence opened her mouth, and she sounded trembled, “You…you’re awake?”

Ernest stared at Florence and checked her out carefully.

The more Ernest saw, the harder he frowned.

“Is it painful?”

Florence stunned. Ernest was asking about her wounds.

Florence didn’t felt the pain too much before when she was holding on, but now that she saw Ernest awake and being gentle to her, Florence instantly felt the pain unbearable.

Florence hugged Ernest with her shaky hands and nodded.

“It’s painful.”

Very painful.

From her body to her heart. Everywhere was painful.

Florence didn’t know how she held on for so long.

Ernest frowned and felt sorry for Florence. He lowered his head and kissed Florence’s hair.

“I’ll give you some rubbing later.”

Ernest’s kiss was light, but it was like Florence’s hair could felt the kiss. She got a tingly feeling all over her body.

Florence was joyous and blissful.

Some rubbing from Ernest.

All kinds of dangers and obstacles seemed to be so easily solved when Ernest was around.

As opposed to Florence’s joy, Benjamin was sulky and furious. He looked like a demon who got out of hell.

Ernest awakened?

Benjamin gritted his teeth, “So what if he’s awake? He wouldn’t stand long with all those wounds on him.”

Benjamin was so sure.

Both of them survived a bomb. Benjamin was badly injured. He lost his arms and legs, and he needed to depend on a wheelchair and the help of other people to stay alive.

Even if Ernest wasn’t as badly injured, he wouldn’t be any better either.

Florence was terrified when she heard Benjamin’s word. She started to panic.

Florence grasped Ernest shirt. She realized she was too happy to see Ernest awake and forgot to check his body. Ernest was injured too. It was a miracle considering that he was awake.

These maids and the people around them, everyone was strong and skilful. They were waiting to tear them apart.

Ernest might not be able to deal with them.

Benjamin laughed arrogantly. He sounded malicious.

“It’s a good thing that you’re awake, you know? You could watch how I kill you in a first-person view.”

“Looking at your beloved tortured and died before you. Isn’t that more unforgettable and heartbroken?”

“I will fulfil your wish. Then let you die in a grievance.”

Florence was shaking.

Florence waited so long for Ernest to wake up. She will never let anything happen to him anymore.

Florence doubtfully asked, “Can you still walk?”

If Ernest could walk, she will ask Ernest to run away while she stopped these people.

Everything will be fine as long as Ernest was safe.

Ernest locked his eyes on Florence, then put his arm over her shoulder.

“I can’t. You need to be my support,” Ernest said softly.

Florence choked on her words.

Now she can’t even ask him to leave.

What should Florence do now?

Looking at Florence’s nervous face, Ernest smiled and said softly, “Florence, I’m here. You won’t need to worry about anything.”

Ernest didn’t like to see Florence carrying so much weight on her tiny shoulder.

Florence suffered too much when he was unconscious.

“Leave it to me.”

Then, Ernest turned and mercifully looked at Benjamin in his wheelchair. Belongs © to NôvelDrama.Org.

Ernest smiled, “How do you want to die?”

Ernest was arrogant and rampant.

The proud look on his face made him looked less like a person who got cornered. Instead, he looked like a king who got everything under his control.

Benjamin frowned. He hated the way Ernest look since their first meeting.

Supercilious, arrogant, and emboldened. From power and status, Ernest took everything away from Benjamin.

Who gave Ernest the courage to continue acting arrogant? He was a captive!

Benjamin gritted his teeth and said, “Ernest, everything between us shall end today. I want you dead!”

Two women approached Ernest and Florence as Benjamin finished his sentence.

Their target was Ernest.

Florence panicked. She hugged Ernest so tightly that she almost forgot to breathe.

One of Ernest’s hand was on Florence’s shoulder. He said softly to her, “Be my support.”

What did Ernest mean?

Florence looked at Ernest in confusion. She then saw a woman running towards Ernest with a dagger in her hand before she figured it out. The woman’s dagger was stabbing in Ernest’s direction.

The dagger was custom-made. The blade was so sharp that it sent a chill down Florence’s spine.

Ernest calmly looking at the dagger stabbing in his direction. He didn’t look panic at all.

Before the dagger stabbed Ernest, he reached out his hand and flicked the dagger.

The dagger immediately dropped out of the woman’s hand.

Ernest quickly grabbed the dagger before it fell onto the ground, then stabbed the woman with it.

The woman grunted. Her eyes were widened out of surprise. She looked down stiffly.

Then, she saw the whole dagger stabbed into her chest. She couldn’t even see the blade of the dagger.

The woman can’t believe that she was sec-killed.

The other woman stood beside them and was terrified.

She then said stiffly, “Ernest, you sneaked her.”

Ernest sneered. There was a dangerous look in his eyes.

“You’ll know if it was a sneak attack if you come and try it out yourself.”

The woman was an experienced fighter, but couldn’t stop herself from shivering.

Ernest was obviously badly injured that he couldn’t even stand straight. He needed Florence to support him. He should be weak, and his response should be slow.

But he just sec-killed…

No, it must be a sneak attack. The other woman got careless. That was why she got killed.

As long as she was careful enough, and fully utilize the advantage of Ernest’s immobility, she’ll get Ernest killed.

The woman got her strategy planned. She immediately changed her direction and slowly moved towards Ernest in a circle.

She wanted to attack Ernest from behind.

Florence panicked. She was sweating. “What should we do, Ernest?” Florence asked nervously.