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

didn’t die, but Ernest died

“No--”

thought of that, Florence broke

She held her head

way! Impossible! I don’t believe

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

let me live on alone. He won’t!

her heart was collapsing

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

brought her too much

being torn apart alive,

if her whole world had been dimmed in the darkness, almost

complacently. He enjoyed seeing

she was,

she was, the more hope he

wanted to personally see her be broken down bit

His hoarse voice made him

you. It was you who killed

were reechoed in Florence’s

was like a needle stabbed into her

eyes in a daze, tears dropping. She

weren’t that he wanted to rescue her, Ernest wouldn’t take the risk, and nor

was all because of

she was the one

Turner, why don’t you kill

looked up and glared at Benjamin like a

to live on any longer, she

looked down at Florence, his eyes full

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

and picked up the scissors that had been stabbed

cut the bandage on

white bandages fell one after another. His eyes, cheeks, lips, and

Florence saw his face completely, even her eyes were tearful,

had

far more vicious than she could describe. His whole face was full of seriously burned scars and rotten flesh, intertwined with the pus. It was crisscrossed with wounds, and no intact

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