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.

explosion came from the

but Ernest died for

“No--”

of that, Florence broke

black. She

I don’t believe

and thin together with

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

was

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

brought her too much

like being torn apart alive,

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

He enjoyed seeing

more miserable she was, the happier he

was, the

her be broken down

sneered. His hoarse voice made

for rescuing you. It

reechoed in

word was like a

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

Ernest wouldn’t take

all

was the one

don’t you kill

up and glared at

to live on any

his eyes

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

reached his bandaged hand slowly and picked up the scissors that had been

cut the bandage on his face

one after another. His eyes, cheeks, lips, and chin

his face completely, even her eyes were

wondered what she had

whole face was full of seriously burned scars and rotten

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