Chapter 781 It’s Heartbreaking, Wasn’t It?


    "But, but ......" Stanley looked frantic and unwilling, "The king summoned you. You had no time to


    know that I wasing here, and you weren''t supposed to know that I was going to hurt Florence!


    How could youe here so timely?"


    He had foreseen everything.


    Taking advantage of Hector''s entry into the pce, he came to capture Florence by surprise while


    everything was still in chaos.


    Hector had no time to get prepared and he shouldn’t have been here either.


    Looking at the certainty in Stanley''s eyes, Hector''s was shocked, and his gaze wasplicated as


    he looked at Ernest.


    He was indeed going to the pce to meet with the king, and it was a private and urgent summons


    to discuss matters of the state.


    But just as he was on his way there, Bonnie suddenly came running to stop him.


    Bonnie told Hector that Stanley wanted to harm Florence and asked him to bring his guards.


    What happened today was not that Stanley had miscalcted, but that Ernest, long ago, had seen


    through all of Stanley''s ns!


    He even lured him into the trap by putting his n into action.


    He captured Stanley alive on the charge of murdering the King!


    With this charge, Stanley had lost all chances and would gain no support from the people either


    emotionally or logically. Even if his supporters wanted to save him and rebel, they could not find a


    reason to do so.


    Such an oue was equally shocking and unexpected to Hector.


    He had thought it would be a tragic coup and had prepared himself for a long-term battle, but he


    couldn’t imagine that Ernest subsided the storm with such a thunderous move as soon as Stanley


    rose the storm.


    It was so fast that people''s jaws dropped.


    Considering his intelligence and thinking, was Ernest really just an ordinary person as others?


    While admiring, for the first time, Hector began to have doubts about Ernest''s identity.


    "Duke Hector, you''ve lost so much blood. How are you, can you still hold on?"


    In between thoughts, the woman''s worried voice that was almost on the verge of tears came from


    the other side.


    Only to see Bonnie rushing to Hector''s front, panicking and holding white tissues to wipe the blood


    that was bubbling out of his chest, her whole little face was white with fear.


    Her eyes were full of tears and worry.


    Hector froze for a moment, only then did he feel again, the intense pain of his wound.


    Although Ernest had stabbed him as a matter of expediency, this wound was real, the kind that hurt


    so much that it made people doubt their lives.


    His tall body swayed slightly, slightly unsteady on his feet.


    Bonnie''s face turned pale with fear, and without thinking too much, she instinctively wrapped


    Hector''s waist around her.


    Crying out, "Don''t scare me, Duke Hector. Don''t die, please don''t die ......"


    The tragic cries made Hector feel as if he was so badly injured that he seemed to be dying.


    But he did not hurt the critical part.


    It''s just that the pain was unbearable.


    Hector stood with the support of Bonnie, but he looked up at Florence, who was not far away, and


    reached out his hand towards her feebly.


    "Florence, my wound hurts so much. I feel like I''m going to die,e and have a look."


    From the real knife fight to Hector''s stabbing, it all happened so fast, and the change was so


    surprising.


    Florence stood dumbfounded, and was only brought back by Hector''s shout.


    Looking at Hector''s bloodstained, haggard and frail appearance, her heart tightened.


    She knew that Ernest had been jealous recently and had held back every day to avoid killing


    Hector.


    With such a good opportunity today, he could very well kill two birds with one stone and end Hector.


    The dagger was inserted in the chest...


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    Florence''s heart suddenly went cold, and she said in some panic, "Call a doctor, call a doctor."


    As she said that, she walked towards Hector with messy steps.


    Just as she took a step, her arm was grabbed by someone.


    Florence twisted her head and saw Ernest''s unhappy handsome face, unting his dissatisfaction.


    Florence''s heart was in turmoil, "He''s hurt, I ......"


    "I''m hurt too." Ernest spoke stiffly.


    Florence''s eyes widened in surprise, and suddenly her nervous heart hung in her throat.


    She asked anxiously, "Where did you hurt yourself? Is it serious? Give me a quick look!"


    Ernest was cooperative, and without slowing down, he lifted his hand to reveal his fingers.


    "Here."


    When Florence''s eyes followed it, she saw that Ernest''s finger had a tiny cut on it, breaking the skin


    and faintly bleeding a little, but it didn''t flow out either.


    It was the kind of wound that was normally caused by the edge of a table.


    Hector also craned his neck and saw Ernest''s "wound". The corners of his mouth twitched fiercely


    and he couldn''t help but spit out.


    "This wound was too small. It''s negligible."


    Compared to this, the dagger he had stuck into his chest and the blood stained half of his body,


    that''s what''s called a wound, right?


    It was also a serious injury!


    However, Ernest''s gaze was burning as he stared at Florence, speaking in a serious manner.


    "It''s easy to get tetanus if I don''t dress it."


    Hector almost exploded.


    How could this be easy to get tetanus? It’s such a small injury. The chance of getting tetanus is as


    small as 0.0001 okay?


    "Florence, my injury is the most ...... ”important ......


    Before Hector could finish his words, his eyes popped out and he saw that after hearing about


    tetanus, Florence immediately solemnly held Ernest''s hand and walked towards the hall with quick


    steps.


    Her mouth was still yelling, "Hurry up and call the doctor toe over and have him bring the


    tetanus vine."


    Hector, "......"


    What about him?


    Hector was wounded even worse and more likely to get tetanus, eh hello? Could you please pay


    some attention to him?


    Bonnie looked at Hector''s aggravated look, and she couldn''t bear the pain she sympathized with


    Hector.


    She didn''t even think about it, "Duke Hector, there''s still me. I can take care of you."


    Bonnie was holding him up and speaking in a very close voice.


    Hector hadn''t actually had much experience staying with women this close, and his tall body


    stiffened at once.


    He looked somewhat ufortably at the small woman who was being used as a crutch for


    himself, but that tiny body was using all her strength to support him.


    "Ahem, thank you."


    Hector said, and then stood his body up a little straighter, taking most of the strength away from


    leaning on Bonnie.


    In fact, the injury seemed heavy, but It’s actually not. It’s just painful.


    The injury was not so serious that he couldn''t even walk. He was just yelling so prettily because he


    wanted Florence toe over and feel sorry for him.


    He didn''t seed. What’s worse, she was tricked by Ernest with so small a wound that he couldn''t


    even see blood.


    Hector was full of anger.


    He didn''t even feel that much pain from the wound. So he headed inside with grievance.


    Since he was dressing the wound, he would dressing it with Ernest.


    When Florence finally noticed his hideous wounds and his body covered in blood, she would be


    heartbreaking, wouldn’t she?