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.

came from the

but Ernest

“No--”

the thought of that, Florence

couldn’t help yelling, seeing black. She held her head and shook

way! Impossible! I don’t

and thin together with me. He

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

of her heart was collapsing as if

had been

her too much pain

was like being torn apart

whole world had been dimmed in the

in the wheelchair, Benjamin laughed complacently. He

miserable she was,

she was, the more hope

down bit by bit and turn into

made him

rescuing you.

words were reechoed in Florence’s

word was like a needle stabbed into

widened her eyes in a daze,

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

all because

that she was the one who

don’t you kill

suddenly looked up and glared

live on any longer, she didn’t think she should

his

Fraser, death is the simplest thing in this

picked up the scissors that had been stabbed

he cut the bandage on his face open

after another. His eyes, cheeks, lips, and

Florence saw his face completely, even her

wondered what she had

burned scars and rotten flesh, intertwined with the pus.

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