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

at the transparent tubes

“Beep. Beep---”

The countdown continued.

Only forty seconds left.

body in nervousness,

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

trust me. I can remove

used one of his hands to

tightly, trying his

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

he was

Florence nodded solemnly. Her slightly trembling body

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

asked, “Are you going to cut

Ernest answered without any

picked up a

“Mr. Fraser, please go

the wire, he might make a mistake that

there was a mistake, the victim and the bomb remover would

was a matter of

meters away from here,” Stanford gave an

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

speaking, there shouldn’t be

However, he didn’t speak.

hand. The sharp

off, it was a matter of

in the nick of

twinkled eyes focused on Ernest. Before he started to

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

matter if she would be rescued or the bomb would explode, she wanted to

was quite small. She could hold it

her

a deep and determined tone, “Trust

as if the words were smashed onto her

was hammering almost calmed down

moment of life or death, she trusted

that he would resolve

withdrew

“Beep. Beep. Beep--”

that they only had thirty