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...”

me!” Ernest’s deep voice interrupted her

he held the whole bomb with his hands, looking at the transparent tubes inside it, and tried to

“Beep. Beep---”

The countdown continued.

Only forty seconds left.

tightened her body in nervousness,

her, and they were so close. However, there was a

I

one of his hands

tightly, trying his best to making her

man in front of

he was too capable to

nodded solemnly. Her slightly trembling body finally

a serious look, gazing at the

“Are you going to cut

Ernest answered without any

up a dagger on the

go

would be when cutting the wire,

mistake, the victim and the bomb remover would

was a matter of

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

tall and strong figure still stood motionlessly, staring at Ernest determinedly. “I’ll stay here and watch. I want

frowned. Generally speaking, there shouldn’t be anyone next

However, he didn’t speak.

concentrated on the bomb in his hand. The sharp dagger approached the three most critical

it was a matter of life

all in

of nervousness. Her twinkled eyes focused on Ernest. Before

in a trembling but determined tone, “Go out with Stanford. Tell me which one to

the bomb would

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

her

deep and determined tone, “Trust

the words were smashed onto her

hammering almost

life or

believed that he

withdrew her

“Beep. Beep. Beep--”

that they only had