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 for

“No--”

thought of that,

help yelling, seeing black. She held her head

Impossible! I

through think and thin together with me.

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

the wall at the bottom of her heart was collapsing as if it was damaged

were proving that Ernest had been blown to pieces

her too

heart was like being torn apart alive,

world

in the wheelchair, Benjamin laughed complacently. He enjoyed

miserable she was, the

she was, the more hope he

her be broken down bit by bit and turn into a

made him sound like

you. It was you who killed

words were reechoed in Florence’s

word was like a needle

daze, tears dropping.

Ernest wouldn’t take the risk, and nor would he

all

that she was

why don’t you kill

suddenly looked up and glared

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

at Florence, his eyes full

simplest thing in this world. However, living is more painful than

up the scissors that had been stabbed onto

bandage on his

after another. His

Florence saw his face completely, even her eyes were tearful, she inhaled

what she had seen --

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

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