My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins novel Chapter 675

The incident happened so quickly that no one had time to react before they saw the road collapsed.

The snow and rocks rolled down, completely submerging Collin.

Florence had a chill, staring at it in a daze, hardly believing her eyes.

Had Collin fallen off?

Wouldn’t he then be…

“No, no.”

Florence shook her head incredulously, with tears rolling out of her eyes instantly.

She couldn’t believe why the place would suddenly collapse and take Collin down with it.

He was such a cool and brilliant guy. Did he just… die like that?

The feeling of choking in Florence’s chest was so strong that she was wrapped up and engulfed in an atmosphere of sorrow in a flash.

Stanford reacted the fastest and immediately walked over from where he was opening the road ahead.

He stood beside the collapsed road and frowned fiercely as he looked downwards.

The place was all white, and nothing could be seen.

Florence’s voice trembled as she spoke, “Can you save him…”

Although there was almost no possibility of survival when falling off from here, there was still something they could do.

Never gave up, even if there was a glimmer of hope.

Stanford looked down soberly, knitting his eyebrows tightly.

His voice was low, “We can’t save him.”

It was just like being condemned to death with just one sentence.

His chance of survival was lower as there was no way to save him.

Florence’s vision turned blurred, and she choked up, almost fainting.

Ernest wrapped his arm around her waist, holding her tightly in his arms and supporting her.

Frowning, he said soothingly, “It’s not that desperate. Collin can still be alive if he reacts fast.”

He could still be alive?

Florence’s eyes flickered as she looked towards the landslide not far away. It was terrifying deep, surrounded by clouds. A person falling would be dead in seconds. How could it still be possible to be alive?

However, Ernest wouldn’t just simply lie to her.

Florence’s heart was fluttering restlessly, thinking about whether Collin had fallen and had various possibilities of landing in a cushioned place, only seriously injured but survived.

She thought of the possibilities but didn’t expect the next scene.

Only to see a palm suddenly emerged from below on the thick white snow at the side of the cliff.

Florence widened her eyes in surprise.

Then she saw that another hand and a head emerged from below.

It was Collin.

His face was pale and miserable, but he was glowing, and he shouted through gritted teeth.

“Come and give me a hand. I can’t hold on much longer.”

The stunned bodyguards at the side snapped back to attention and rushed over, pulling Collin up from underneath.

Once on top, Collin immediately took several steps towards the inside of the road, ripping the wire hooks off his body and muttering angrily.

“Damn. It’s lucky I was well prepared. Otherwise, I would have died here today.”

It was indeed irritating that just only the place where he stood collapsed.

Florence looked at Collin in a daze, with her heart fluttering.

Finally, it all turned into overwhelming joy.

Collin was not dead and even unharmed!

It was such a false alarm.

Collin unhooked his body and saw Florence. He laughed flirtatiously.

“Oh Flory, are your eyes red from crying for me?”

That gloating tone of his made the fear and panic in Florence’s heart completely dissipate.

This bastard was not dead and talking trash again.