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

but Ernest

“No--”

the thought of

yelling, seeing black. She

Impossible! I don’t believe

and thin together with me. He

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

heart was collapsing as if it was damaged

were proving that Ernest had been

her too

was like being torn apart alive,

black as if her whole world

complacently. He enjoyed seeing how painful and

more miserable she was, the happier

was, the more hope he

to personally see her be broken down bit by bit and

His hoarse voice made him

for rescuing you. It was

words were reechoed in Florence’s

a

a daze, tears

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

all because of

she was the one who

Turner, why don’t you kill

glared at Benjamin like

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

looked down at Florence, his

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

bandaged hand slowly and picked up the scissors

bandage on his

white bandages fell one after another. His eyes, cheeks, lips, and chin were exposed

even her eyes

wondered what she had seen

was far more vicious than she could describe. His whole 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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