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

with his hands, looking at the transparent tubes inside it,

“Beep. Beep---”

The countdown continued.

Only forty seconds left.

body in nervousness, looking

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

me. I

of his hands to grab Florence’s frozen

trying his best to making

Looking at the man in front of her, Florence trusted him

that he was too

trembling body

them with a serious look, gazing

you going to cut

answered

picked up a dagger on

please go out and retreat all

how certain he would be when cutting the wire, he

mistake, the victim and the bomb

was a matter

fifty meters away from here,” Stanford gave

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

be anyone next to

However, he didn’t speak.

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

cut them off, it was a matter of life or

all in the nick

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

out with Stanford. Tell me which one

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

quite small. She could hold it in one of her

her hand

in a deep and

each syllable as if the words were smashed

uneasy heart that was hammering almost

life or death,

believed that he

withdrew her hand

“Beep. Beep. Beep--”

countdown showed that they only