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

he held the whole bomb with his hands, looking at the transparent tubes inside

“Beep. Beep---”

The countdown continued.

Only forty seconds left.

nervousness, looking at

right in front of her, and they were so close. However, there

trust me. I

his

tightly, trying his best

man in front of

was too capable to

solemnly. Her slightly trembling body

with a serious look, gazing at the countdown on the

you going to cut

answered without any

up a dagger on

Fraser, please go out and retreat all your

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

the victim and the bomb remover

was a

away from here,” Stanford gave an order

still stood motionlessly, staring at Ernest determinedly. “I’ll stay here and watch.

Generally speaking, there shouldn’t be anyone

However, he didn’t speak.

the bomb in his hand. The sharp dagger

he cut them off, it was a

in the nick

breathe because of nervousness. Her twinkled eyes focused on Ernest. Before he started to

with Stanford. Tell me which one to cut.

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

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

griped her

in a deep and

each syllable as if the words were smashed

was hammering almost

the crucial moment of life or

that he would resolve it

nodded, withdrew

“Beep. Beep. Beep--”

countdown showed that they