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 direction where Ernest distanced himself

didn’t die, but Ernest died

“No--”

thought of that, Florence

couldn’t help yelling, seeing black. She

I don’t

through think and thin together with me.

on alone. He won’t! He won’t do

heart was collapsing as if it

and the broken pen were proving that Ernest had been

her too much pain to

like being

whole world had

in the wheelchair, Benjamin laughed complacently. He enjoyed

miserable she was,

desperate she was, the more

to personally see her be broken down bit by bit and turn

sneered. His hoarse voice made him

Fraser, Ernest died for rescuing you. It

reechoed in Florence’s

word was like a needle stabbed into

a daze, tears dropping. She

weren’t that he wanted to rescue her, Ernest wouldn’t take the risk,

was all because of

wished that she was

don’t you kill

and glared

to live on any longer, she didn’t think

Florence, his eyes

syllable, “Florence Fraser, death is the simplest thing in this world. However, living is more painful

and picked up the

the bandage on his face open bit

bandages fell one after another. His eyes,

even her eyes were tearful,

had seen -- a

could describe. His whole face was full of seriously burned scars and rotten flesh, intertwined with the pus.

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