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

at the transparent tubes inside it, and

“Beep. Beep---”

The countdown continued.

Only forty seconds left.

body in nervousness, looking

and they were so close. However, there was a bomb between them as well. Once it exploded, they

I can

of his hands to grab

trying his best to making

continued with the beeps. Looking at the man in front of her,

that he was too capable to

slightly trembling body

gazing at the countdown on the bomb without a

asked, “Are you going to cut

Ernest answered

a dagger on the

Fraser, please go out and retreat all your

he would be when cutting the wire,

mistake, the victim and the bomb

was a matter of

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

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

there shouldn’t be anyone next to the bomb

However, he didn’t speak.

The sharp dagger approached the

he cut them off, it was a matter of life or

would happen all in the

eyes focused on Ernest. Before

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

to, and no matter if she would be rescued or the bomb would explode, she wanted to bear it herself instead of pulling them both

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

her hand

a deep

if the words were smashed onto

that was hammering almost calmed down in

of life or

he would

nodded, withdrew her

“Beep. Beep. Beep--”

countdown showed that they only