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

with his hands, looking at the transparent tubes inside it, and tried to balance the shaking water in

“Beep. Beep---”

The countdown continued.

Only forty seconds left.

tightened her body in nervousness,

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

me. I can remove

used one of his hands to grab Florence’s frozen

gripped her tightly, trying his best to making

the beeps. Looking at the man

he was too

slightly trembling body finally calmed down a

gazing at the countdown on

you going

answered without

picked up a dagger

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

certain he would be when cutting the wire, he

there was a mistake, the victim and the bomb remover would be

a matter of

fifty meters away from here,” Stanford gave

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

frowned. Generally speaking, there shouldn’t be

However, he didn’t speak.

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

them off, it was a

all in the nick

Ernest. Before he started to cut, she reached

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

if she would be rescued or the bomb would explode, she wanted to bear it herself instead of

had seen it and the bomb was quite small. She could hold

her

deep and determined

syllable as if the words were smashed onto her

heart that was hammering almost calmed down in an

the crucial moment of life or death,

believed that he would

nodded, withdrew her hand

“Beep. Beep. Beep--”

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