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

bomb with his hands, looking at the transparent tubes inside

“Beep. Beep---”

The countdown continued.

Only forty seconds left.

her body in nervousness, looking at Earnest

of her, and they were so close. However, there was a bomb between them

trust me. I

used one of his

gripped her tightly, trying his best to

countdown continued with the beeps. Looking at the man in

believed that he was too capable

Florence nodded solemnly. Her slightly trembling body finally calmed down a

gazing at the countdown on the

going

Ernest answered without

quickly picked up a dagger

“Mr. Fraser, please go out and retreat all your men

he would be when cutting the wire, he

a mistake, the victim and

was a matter

meters away from here,” Stanford gave an

“I’ll stay here and watch. I want you to be a hundred percent

speaking, there shouldn’t be anyone next

However, he didn’t speak.

hand. The sharp dagger approached the three most critical wires in side the

cut them off, it was a

would happen all in

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

determined tone, “Go out with Stanford. Tell me which one to cut.

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

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

her

a deep and determined

syllable as if the words were

hammering almost calmed down

crucial moment of life or death, she

that he would resolve it

nodded, withdrew

“Beep. Beep. Beep--”

that they only