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...”

speak. Trust me!” Ernest’s

looking at the transparent tubes inside it, and tried

“Beep. Beep---”

The countdown continued.

Only forty seconds left.

her body in nervousness, looking at Earnest

and they were so close. However, there

trust me. I

of his hands to

her tightly, trying his

man in front of

believed that he was

slightly trembling body finally calmed

look, gazing

going to cut

answered without any

a dagger

“Mr. Fraser, please go out and retreat all

he would be when cutting the wire, he might

the victim and the bomb

a

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

Ernest determinedly. “I’ll stay here and watch. I want you to be

Generally speaking, there shouldn’t be anyone next to

However, he didn’t speak.

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

cut them off, it was a matter of life or

all in the nick of

breathe because of nervousness. Her twinkled eyes focused on Ernest. Before he started to cut, she reached

determined tone, “Go out with

what it would end up to, and no matter if she would be rescued or the bomb would

quite small. She could hold it in

griped her hand

said in a deep

stressed each syllable as if the words were smashed

heart that was hammering almost

life or death, she trusted

that he would resolve

withdrew

“Beep. Beep. Beep--”

that they only had thirty