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...”

Trust me!” Ernest’s deep voice

with his hands, looking at the transparent tubes inside it, and

“Beep. Beep---”

The countdown continued.

Only forty seconds left.

her body in nervousness, looking at Earnest

were so close. However, there was a bomb between them as well. Once it exploded, they

I can remove

of his hands to

gripped her tightly, trying his

the man in front of her, Florence trusted him for some

that he was too

Her slightly trembling

to them with a serious look, gazing at the countdown on the

you going

Ernest answered

up a dagger on the

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

certain he would be when cutting the wire,

victim and the bomb remover would

a matter of

least fifty meters away from here,” Stanford gave

here and watch.

Generally speaking, there shouldn’t be anyone next

However, he didn’t speak.

in his hand. The sharp dagger

them off, it was

happen all in the nick of

on Ernest. Before he started to cut, she reached

“Go out with Stanford. Tell me which one to cut. I’ll cut it

matter if she would be rescued or the bomb would

small. She could hold it in one of

her hand

said in a deep and determined tone,

stressed each syllable as if the words were

that was hammering

the crucial moment of life or death, she trusted

that he would resolve

withdrew her hand

“Beep. Beep. Beep--”

they only had thirty