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.

impact force from the explosion came from the direction where Ernest distanced himself

die, but

“No--”

of

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

I don’t

through think and thin together with me. He promised

He won’t! He won’t

the bottom of her heart was

pen were proving that Ernest had been blown to pieces by the

her too much pain to

heart was like being torn

world

in the wheelchair, Benjamin laughed complacently. He enjoyed seeing

miserable she was, the happier he

was, the

down bit by bit and

sneered. His hoarse voice made him sound

rescuing you. It was you who

were reechoed in Florence’s

a needle

widened her eyes in a daze, tears dropping.

to rescue her, Ernest wouldn’t take the risk, and

was all

that she was the

don’t

suddenly looked up and glared

had fallen into his hands and didn’t want to live

down at Florence, his

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

up the

on his face open bit by

His

completely, even her

what she had seen -- a

burned scars and rotten flesh,

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