My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins novel Chapter 754

This kind of person did not distinguish between right and wrong, relying on his own power, coupled with a large number of people, they wanted Florence's life willfully and presumptuously.

They were so merciless when they killed people, so they didn't expect others to be merciful when they were killed.

He was not a kind man.

The other man lying on the ground trembled even more when he saw his companion being thrown into the dungeon.

Even the torn hands that felt pain were not so painful anymore. After all, abolishing both hands was more lucky than thrown into the dungeon.

He quietly rejoiced, enduring the extreme pain in his hands, relying on the strength of his face and legs, slowly propped up on the ground and knelt up.

He knelt outside quietly while no one was paying attention to him.

He attempted to slip away.

Of course, after he had just walked a few steps on his knees, Hector's cold and faint voice came not far away.

"Wait."

The man's body suddenly stiffened, who was he calling?

When he was puzzled, he saw the guard holding another man walking and stopped.

The guards turned their heads respectfully to look at Hector.

Hector said lightly, "There is one more person."

The man's body became stiff, his face instantly turned pale, and a cold air went directly from the soles of his feet to his temples.

Duke Hector actually reminded him!

That meant that he has both broken his hands and will be thrown into the dungeon to wait for death?

"No, Lord Duke Hector, I have already been punished. My hands are broken and can’t be recovered anymore. I will be disabled in the future. I paid the price I deserved, so please forgive me. I just grabbed Ms. Fraser, she is now well, not really hurt."

The man pleaded in horror, and feared the dungeon to the extreme.

He was an official. Many people had been thrown in with his own hands, and enjoyed many people’s painful struggle before death.

Now it was his turn. Just thinking about it made him creepy. He would rather hit him to death.

No, he wanted to live, he wanted to live.

"Oh, hasn't she really been hurt?"

Hector's handsome face was full of hostility, but the corners of his mouth raised a playful arc, "If she is really hurt, do you think it's just as simple as being locked in a dungeon?"

His cold gaze swept over everyone present as if it was sandwiched with frost and snow.

"Those who have murderous intentions, damn it, those who kill, destroy the nine races."

Cruel words, like the dead bell of death, sounded above the head, clouded with clouds.

Everyone's complexion changed drastically, as pale as paper.

They looked at the handsome and handsome Hector, but at the moment they seemed to see a life-threatening devil.

It is the devil who kills without blinking, and revenge is a thousand times a hundred times.

They really began to rejoice. Fortunately, Florence was not dead, otherwise none of them would escape, and even their family would be affected.

The people who were still onlookers holding the innocence of the crowd, luckily everyone in their hearts knelt down on the ground in panic one after another.

Repent and admit mistakes.

"Sorry, Duke Hector, we were wrong. We shouldn't blame and hurt Ms. Fraser by listening to the rumors."

"We will never dare to listen to this kind of false rumor again."

"We are willing to accept punishment, and beg Duke Hector to be magnanimous and give us a chance to change."

A group of people knelt on the ground, begging for mercy and repentance in fear.

The previous arrogance and dignity were completely gone.

Although most of them just came to watch, they were not so aggressive, but they just didn't make a move, but they followed up and made Florence into a situation where everyone was condemned. They were indispensable.