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

but Ernest

“No--”

of

black. She held her head and shook

I

go through think and thin together with me.

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

the bottom of her heart was collapsing as

had been blown to pieces by the

thought brought her too

like being torn apart

if her whole world had been dimmed in the darkness,

the wheelchair, Benjamin laughed complacently. He enjoyed

more miserable she was, the happier

she was, the

wanted to personally see her be broken down bit

sneered. His hoarse voice made

for rescuing you. It was you who killed

reechoed

was like a needle stabbed into her

in a daze, tears dropping. She looked extremely

rescue her, Ernest wouldn’t

all

was the one

Turner, why don’t you

and glared at Benjamin like a

didn’t want to live on any longer, she didn’t think she should still

looked down at Florence, his eyes full

said steadily, stressing each syllable, “Florence Fraser, death is the simplest thing in this world. However, living is more painful than

picked up the scissors that

on his face open

white bandages fell one after another. His eyes,

her eyes were tearful, she

wondered what she had seen --

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

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