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.

impact force from the explosion came from the direction where Ernest

didn’t die, but Ernest died for

“No--”

thought of that, Florence broke

She held her head

way! Impossible! I

through think and thin

won’t leave me and let me live on alone. He won’t! He

the bottom of her heart was collapsing as if it was damaged by the

had been blown to pieces by the explosion. He was no

too

like being torn

world had been dimmed

He enjoyed seeing how painful

was, the happier he

more desperate she was,

her be broken down

hoarse voice made

Fraser, Ernest died for rescuing you. It was you who

words were reechoed

word was like a needle stabbed

daze, tears

to rescue her, Ernest wouldn’t take

all because of

that she was the

Turner, why don’t

up and glared at

didn’t want to live on any

at Florence, his eyes full of

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

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

the bandage on his face open bit by

His eyes, cheeks, lips,

completely, even her eyes

she had seen

face was full of seriously burned scars and rotten flesh, intertwined with the pus. It was crisscrossed with wounds, and no intact

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