My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

Chapter 561: Revenge

It was a normal pen, which could be bought from any store on the street.

Besides, its shape had been changed and it was broken so seriously that Florence even couldn’t tell what it looked like originally.

However, she could recognize the carved smiling face on it.

It was the birthday gift that she gave to Ernest.

She particularly asked the owner to carve a smiling face according to her request.

It wasn’t a valuable pen, but she knew that Ernest took it along with him almost all the time, just like his watch and ring. He treasured the pen more than anything else.

Usually, he wasn’t willing to use it at all.

However, the pen appeared in Benjamin’s hand and was broken so seriously...

“This is fished out by my men from the sea,” Benjamin explained out of his kindness.

Florence knew which area of the sea he referred to.

Although the pen looked ordinary, it had good quality. It turned to be like this under a huge impact force or an explosion.

Ernest always kept it next to his skin.

It meant that Ernest must be quite close to the bomb and had received the strongest impact force.

His pen had become like this. Florence couldn’t imagine what about him...

Her whole body was weakened. Florence fell to the floor.

Her mind was in a mess, keeping buzzing. Suddenly, something that she had forgotten became clear in her mind.

She recalled it.

When they fell into the sea, Ernest whispered in her ear, “Florence, I won’t let you die.”

He promised her that he wouldn’t let her die.

Hence, when they fell into the sea, he tore the bomb away from her.

Under the impact force when bumping into the water, he pushed her away and distanced the bomb from her rapidly.

came from the

die, but Ernest died

“No--”

the thought of

seeing black. She held her head and shook

I don’t

said he would go through think and thin together with me. He

leave me and let me live on alone. He won’t!

bottom of her heart was collapsing

were proving that Ernest had been blown to pieces by the explosion. He was

her too much pain

like being

world had been dimmed

wheelchair, Benjamin laughed complacently. He enjoyed seeing how

more miserable she was, the

more desperate she was, the more

her be broken down bit by bit and turn

voice made him sound like a

you. It was you

words were reechoed in Florence’s

like a needle stabbed into

daze, tears

rescue her, Ernest wouldn’t take the

was all because

wished that she was the one who had

Turner, why don’t you kill

up and glared at Benjamin

fallen into his hands and didn’t want to live on any longer,

his eyes full

is the simplest thing in this world. However, living

up

the bandage on his

fell one after another. His eyes, cheeks, lips,

face completely, even her eyes were

wondered what she had seen

was full of seriously burned scars and rotten flesh, intertwined with the pus. It was crisscrossed with wounds, and no intact skin could

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