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...”

Trust me!” Ernest’s deep voice interrupted her

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

“Beep. Beep---”

The countdown continued.

Only forty seconds left.

in nervousness, looking

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

I can

suddenly used one of his hands

tightly, trying his

the beeps. Looking at the man in front

he was too capable to

solemnly. Her slightly trembling body

serious look, gazing at the countdown on the bomb without a

asked, “Are you going to

answered

a dagger on

go out

be when cutting the wire, he might make a mistake

victim and the bomb remover would

was a

at least fifty meters away from here,” Stanford

motionlessly, staring at Ernest determinedly. “I’ll stay here and watch. I want you to be a

be anyone next to

However, he didn’t speak.

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

he cut them off, it was a matter of life

would happen all in the nick of

nervousness. Her twinkled eyes focused on Ernest. Before he started to cut, she reached her hand

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

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

small.

her hand

a deep and

stressed each syllable as if the

heart that was hammering almost calmed down in an

moment of life or

believed that he would resolve it

nodded, withdrew her

“Beep. Beep. Beep--”

showed that they only had