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 direction where Ernest distanced himself from

but Ernest died

“No--”

thought of that,

She held

I don’t

think and thin together with me. He

alone. He won’t! He won’t do it!” she cried out

was collapsing as if it was damaged

broken pen were proving that Ernest had been blown to

brought her too

heart was like being

her whole world had been dimmed in the darkness,

complacently. He enjoyed seeing how painful

more miserable she was, the happier

more desperate she was,

personally see her be broken down bit by bit and turn into a walking

voice made

you. It

reechoed in

a

in a daze, tears

rescue her, Ernest wouldn’t take the risk, and nor

was all because

wished that she was the

don’t

looked up and glared at Benjamin

to live on any longer, she didn’t think

at Florence, his eyes full of unconcealed

is the simplest

slowly and picked up the scissors that

cut the bandage on his face

His eyes, cheeks, lips, and

her eyes were tearful, she inhaled in

what she had seen

scars and rotten flesh, intertwined with the pus. It was crisscrossed with wounds, and no intact skin could be found

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