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

but

“No--”

thought of that, Florence broke

help yelling, seeing black. She held her head

I don’t

through think and thin together with

won’t! He won’t do it!” she cried out continuously and comforted

the wall at the bottom of her heart was collapsing as if

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

too much pain to

heart was like being torn apart

whole world had been

complacently. He

she was, the happier

more desperate she was, the more hope

be broken down bit by bit

made him sound like a

died for rescuing you. It was

words were reechoed in

word was like a needle stabbed into

eyes in a daze, tears dropping. She

wanted to rescue her, Ernest wouldn’t take

was all

was the one who

why don’t you kill

glared at Benjamin like

hands and didn’t want to live on any longer,

down at Florence, his eyes full

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

bandaged hand slowly and picked up

bandage on his face open bit by

after another. His eyes,

her eyes were

had seen -- a

than she could describe. His whole face was full of seriously burned scars and rotten flesh, intertwined

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