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

with his hands, looking at the transparent tubes inside it, and tried to balance the shaking water in

“Beep. Beep---”

The countdown continued.

Only forty seconds left.

nervousness, looking at

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

me. I

one of his hands to grab

tightly, trying his best

continued with the beeps. Looking at the man in front of her, Florence trusted him for

that he was too capable

Her slightly trembling body finally calmed

serious look, gazing at the countdown on the bomb

going to cut the

answered without any

quickly picked up a dagger on

said solemnly, “Mr. Fraser, please go out

how certain he would be when cutting the wire, he might

a mistake, the victim and the bomb remover

a

from here,”

Ernest determinedly. “I’ll stay here and watch. I want you to be a hundred percent sure

shouldn’t be anyone

However, he didn’t speak.

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

cut them off, it was a matter of

would happen all in the nick

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

a trembling but determined tone, “Go out with Stanford. Tell me which

the bomb would explode,

small. She could hold it in one of

griped her

deep and

stressed each syllable as if the words

heart that was hammering

moment of life

that he

withdrew her

“Beep. Beep. Beep--”

countdown showed that they only had thirty