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.

from the explosion came from the direction where Ernest distanced himself

but Ernest died for

“No--”

thought of that, Florence broke

couldn’t help yelling, seeing black. She held

I don’t

and

alone. He won’t! He won’t do it!” she

the wall at the bottom of her heart was collapsing

had been

thought brought her too

being torn apart

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

wheelchair, Benjamin laughed complacently. He enjoyed

was,

she was, the more hope he

be broken down bit by bit and turn

sneered. His hoarse voice made him sound like

rescuing you. It was you who killed

were reechoed in

was like a needle

daze, tears dropping.

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

was all because

wished that she was the

don’t you

glared at Benjamin

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

his eyes

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

hand slowly and picked up the scissors that had been stabbed onto his

he cut the bandage on his

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

even her eyes were tearful, she inhaled

had seen -- a

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

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