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 voice

the transparent tubes inside it, and tried to

“Beep. Beep---”

The countdown continued.

Only forty seconds left.

tightened her body in nervousness, looking at Earnest with

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

I can

of his hands

gripped her tightly, trying his best

the man in front of her, Florence trusted

was too capable

trembling body finally calmed

gazing

“Are you going to cut

Ernest answered without

up a dagger on the

Fraser, please go out

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

was a mistake, the victim and

was a

from here,” Stanford gave an order to the

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

frowned. Generally speaking, there shouldn’t be anyone next to the bomb

However, he didn’t speak.

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

he cut them off, it was

happen all in the

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

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

end up 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 into

it and the bomb was quite small. She could hold

her

in a deep and determined

stressed each syllable as if the words were smashed onto her

was hammering almost calmed down

of life or death,

believed that he

nodded, withdrew her

“Beep. Beep. Beep--”

they only had