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.

the explosion came from the direction where Ernest

but Ernest died for

“No--”

of

She held her head and shook it

I don’t

and

leave me and let me live on alone. He won’t! He won’t do it!” she cried out

was collapsing as if it was

broken pen were proving that Ernest had been blown to pieces by

her too much pain to

being torn

whole world had

in the wheelchair, Benjamin laughed complacently. He

miserable she was,

more desperate she was, the more hope

her be broken down bit

hoarse voice made

for rescuing you. It was you

were reechoed in

like a needle

her eyes in a daze, tears dropping.

Ernest wouldn’t take

all

that she was the one who had

why don’t

glared at Benjamin like

want to live on any longer, she didn’t think she should still be

at Florence, his eyes full

stressing each syllable, “Florence Fraser, death is the simplest thing in this world. However,

up the scissors that had been stabbed onto

bandage on his

another. His eyes, cheeks, lips, and chin were

even her eyes

she had seen -- a

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

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