My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

In an instant, the earth was shaking.

Half of the church collapsed.

In conditional reflex, Stanford ran in the other direction to dodge. However, Benjamin ran to the explosion like crazy.

The flying stones smashed on him and he trembled. He was almost smashed.

However, he kept running forward without any fear.

Stanford’s expression changed dramatically. With a bad hunch, he wanted to go after him.

“Listen! What’s the sound?”

Suddenly, Florence, who was standing at the church gate, screamed.

She finally managed to keep balance in the shock wave, and then she heard clicks on her body.

It made her hair stand on the end.

She immediately lowered her head and looked toward the shawl. In a panic, she found the bomb that didn’t work earlier started to countdown.

Only fifty-nine seconds left.

In less than a minute, it would explode.

She wondered why it would happen. Hadn’t the remote control been broken? Hadn’t the bomb lost effect already?

With a cold look, Ernest looked at the bomb on Florence with a solemn face.

“Benjamin Turner has set up a dual system. This is a water balance bomb. Once it hits or shakes violently, the bomb will restart and turn on the mod of a time bomb.”

Upon hearing it, Florence paled.

Stanford couldn’t go after Benjamin who escaped anymore. He strode over and looked sharply at the bomb on Florence.

“Can you remove it?”

“I need some time,” Ernest answered in a deep tone.

Suddenly, he pulled Florence to sit down on a bench next to them. He knelt before her on one knee, reached out, and carefully separated the bomb from the shawl, holding it in his hands gently.

The countdown showed only forty-five seconds left.

Florence looked at the countdown, and her heart was tightened.

She couldn’t help trembling in fear, afraid that Ernest would be killed as well. “Ernest, please don’t...”

Ernest’s deep voice interrupted her

transparent tubes inside it,

“Beep. Beep---”

The countdown continued.

Only forty seconds left.

nervousness, looking at

However, there was a bomb between them as well.

me. I can remove

used one of his hands

gripped her tightly, trying his best to making

beeps. Looking at the man in front of her,

that he was

solemnly. Her slightly trembling body finally calmed

gazing at the countdown on

you going to cut the

answered without

a

said solemnly, “Mr. Fraser, please go out and

would be when cutting the wire, he might make a mistake that

a mistake, the victim

was a matter of

at least fifty meters away from here,” Stanford gave an

still stood motionlessly, staring at Ernest determinedly. “I’ll stay here and watch. I want you to be a

be anyone next

However, he didn’t speak.

in his hand. The sharp dagger approached the three

it was a matter of life

in the

because of nervousness. Her twinkled eyes focused on Ernest. Before he

with Stanford. Tell me which one to cut. I’ll

matter what it would end up to, and no matter if she would be rescued or the bomb would explode, she wanted

and the bomb was quite small. She could hold it in one of

her

deep

stressed each syllable as if the words were smashed

hammering almost calmed down in

life or death, she trusted

believed that he would

nodded, withdrew her hand

“Beep. Beep. Beep--”

they only