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

at the transparent tubes

“Beep. Beep---”

The countdown continued.

Only forty seconds left.

nervousness, looking at

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

I can

used one of his hands to grab Florence’s

trying his best

at the man

was too capable

trembling

look, gazing at the countdown on the

you going to

Ernest answered without any

a dagger

solemnly, “Mr. Fraser, please go out

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

was a mistake, the victim and

was a

here,” Stanford gave an order to

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

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

However, he didn’t speak.

fully concentrated on the bomb in his hand. The sharp dagger approached the

cut them off, it was a matter of life

would happen all in the nick of

focused on Ernest. Before he started to cut, she reached her

out with Stanford. Tell me

what it would end up to, and no matter if she would be rescued or the bomb would explode, she wanted to bear it herself instead of pulling them both

small. She could hold it in one of her

griped her hand

in a deep and

syllable as if the words were smashed onto her

was hammering almost calmed down in

moment of life or death, she

that he would resolve it

withdrew

“Beep. Beep. Beep--”

that they only had thirty