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 direction where

didn’t die, but

“No--”

thought of that, Florence broke

seeing black. She held her head and shook it

way! Impossible! I

through think and thin together with me. He

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

at the bottom of her heart was

proving that Ernest had been blown to pieces by the explosion. He was

too much

was like being torn apart

if her whole world had

He enjoyed seeing

more miserable she was, the happier he

desperate she was, the more hope he

broken down bit by bit and

made him

for rescuing you. It was you who killed

were reechoed in Florence’s

a needle

in a daze, tears dropping. She

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

was all because of

that she was the one who had

why don’t

and glared at

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

his eyes full of unconcealed

simplest thing in

up the scissors that

cut the bandage on his face open

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

face completely, even her eyes

wondered what she had

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

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