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.

force from the explosion came from the

die, but Ernest

“No--”

of

help yelling, seeing black. She held her head and

Impossible! I

would go through think and thin together with me.

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

bottom of her heart was collapsing as if it was

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

brought her too much

heart was like being

saw black as if her whole world had been dimmed in the

the wheelchair, Benjamin laughed complacently. He enjoyed seeing how painful

more miserable she was,

she was, the more hope he

to personally see her be broken down bit by bit and turn into a walking

voice made

you.

were reechoed in

word was like a needle stabbed into

widened her eyes in a daze, tears dropping. She

Ernest wouldn’t take the

all because of

that she was the one who

why don’t

and glared at

fallen into his hands and didn’t want to live on

his

is the simplest thing in this world. However, living is more painful than

reached his bandaged hand slowly and picked up the

the bandage on

another. His eyes, cheeks,

her eyes

had seen -- a

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

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