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

but Ernest

“No--”

the thought of that, Florence

black. She held her head and shook

way! Impossible! I

he would go through think and thin

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

heart was collapsing

the broken pen were proving that Ernest had been blown

brought her too much pain to

being

only saw black as if her whole world had been dimmed in the darkness, almost breaking

the wheelchair, Benjamin laughed complacently. He enjoyed seeing how

more miserable she was,

desperate she was, the more

her be broken down bit by bit and turn into a walking

made him

you. It was you

reechoed in Florence’s

was like a

eyes in a daze,

to rescue her, Ernest wouldn’t take the risk, and nor would he be

all because of

wished that she was

Turner, why don’t

looked up and glared at Benjamin

want to live on any longer, she

his eyes

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

reached his bandaged hand slowly and picked up the scissors that had

bandage on his face

after another. His eyes, cheeks, lips, and chin were exposed

his face completely, even her

what she had seen --

and rotten flesh, intertwined with the pus. It was crisscrossed with wounds, and no

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