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.

from the explosion came from the direction where

but Ernest died

“No--”

of that, Florence broke

couldn’t help yelling, seeing black. She held her

way! Impossible! I don’t

he would go through think and thin

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

bottom of her heart was collapsing as if it

and the broken pen were proving that Ernest had been blown to

thought brought her too much

like being torn apart

world had been dimmed in the

laughed complacently. He enjoyed seeing how

miserable she was, the happier he

was,

see her be broken down bit by bit and turn

hoarse voice made him sound like a

Fraser, Ernest died for rescuing you. It was you

were reechoed in Florence’s

word was like a needle stabbed into her

widened her eyes in a daze, tears dropping. She looked

to rescue her, Ernest

was all because of

that she was the one who

Turner, why don’t you

and glared at

live on any

at Florence, his

is the simplest

slowly and picked up the scissors that had been stabbed onto

cut the bandage on his face open bit by

after another. His eyes, cheeks,

completely, even her eyes were

wondered what she had

far more vicious than she could describe. His whole face was full of seriously burned scars and rotten flesh, intertwined with the

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