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

didn’t die, but Ernest died for

“No--”

the thought of that, Florence broke

She held her head

I don’t

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

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

bottom of her heart was collapsing as if

were proving that Ernest had been blown to pieces by the

her too much pain to

was like being

black as if her whole world had been

laughed complacently. He enjoyed seeing how painful and

miserable she was, the happier he

she was, the more

personally see her be broken down

voice made him sound like

you. It was you

words were reechoed in Florence’s

was like a needle stabbed

eyes in a daze, tears dropping.

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

was all because of

she was the one

don’t you kill

up and glared at Benjamin like a

hands and didn’t want to live on any

at Florence, his eyes full of unconcealed

“Florence Fraser, death is the simplest thing in

up

the bandage on his face open bit by

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

his face completely, even her eyes were tearful, she inhaled in

what she had seen --

face was 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

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