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

didn’t die, but

“No--”

thought of that, Florence broke

black. She held her

I

said he would go through think and

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

of her heart was collapsing as if it was damaged by the

been blown

thought brought her too much pain

was like being

whole world had been dimmed in

the wheelchair, Benjamin laughed complacently. He enjoyed seeing how

miserable she was, the

desperate she was, the more

be broken down bit by bit and turn into a

His hoarse voice made

you. It was you who

words were reechoed in Florence’s

word was like a

her eyes in a daze, tears dropping. She looked

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

all because of

wished that she was the

why don’t

and glared at Benjamin like

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

at Florence, his eyes full of

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

bandaged hand slowly and picked up the scissors that

cut the bandage on

bandages fell one after another. His eyes, cheeks,

her eyes were tearful, she inhaled

she had seen --

full of seriously burned scars and rotten flesh, intertwined with the pus.

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