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 direction where Ernest distanced

didn’t die, but Ernest

“No--”

of that,

couldn’t help yelling, seeing black. She

way! Impossible! I

said he would go through think and thin together

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

bottom of her heart was collapsing as

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

her too much

was like being

world had been dimmed in the darkness, almost

laughed complacently. He enjoyed seeing how painful and miserable

she was, the happier

she was, the

wanted to personally see her be broken down bit by bit and turn

His hoarse voice made

Fraser, Ernest died for rescuing you.

were reechoed in Florence’s

was like a needle stabbed into

her eyes in a daze, tears dropping. She

rescue her, Ernest wouldn’t take the risk,

all because

wished that she was the one

Turner, why don’t

up and glared at Benjamin like

to live on any

at Florence, his

said steadily, stressing each syllable, “Florence Fraser, death is the simplest thing in this

bandaged hand slowly and picked up the scissors

on his face open bit by

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

Florence saw his face completely, even her

had seen -- a

was full of seriously burned scars and rotten flesh, intertwined with the pus. It was crisscrossed with

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