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 voice interrupted her

bomb with his hands, looking at the transparent tubes inside

“Beep. Beep---”

The countdown continued.

Only forty seconds left.

nervousness, looking

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

trust me. I can remove

used one of his hands to grab Florence’s frozen

her tightly, trying his best to

at the man in front of her, Florence

he was too capable

solemnly. Her slightly trembling body

stood next to them with a serious look, gazing at the countdown on the bomb without a

asked, “Are you going

answered without any

up a

go out

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

there was a mistake, the victim and the bomb remover

a matter of

here,” Stanford

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

Generally speaking, there shouldn’t be

However, he didn’t speak.

fully concentrated on the bomb in his hand. The sharp dagger approached the three most critical

off, it was a matter

all in the

Ernest. Before he started to cut, she reached her

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

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

it and the bomb was quite small.

griped her

a deep

each syllable as if the words were smashed onto

that was hammering almost

life or death,

believed that he would resolve it

withdrew

“Beep. Beep. Beep--”

countdown showed that they only