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

die, but Ernest died

“No--”

thought of

seeing black. She held her

Impossible! I don’t believe

he would go through think and thin together with me. He promised

He won’t! He won’t do it!” she cried

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

were proving that Ernest had been blown to pieces

brought her too much

being torn apart

if her whole world had been dimmed in the darkness, almost breaking

in the wheelchair, Benjamin laughed complacently. He

she was,

was, the more hope

broken down bit by bit and turn into a walking

made him sound like a

you. It was you who

reechoed in

like a

in a daze, tears dropping.

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

was all because

wished that she was the one who

don’t

and glared at Benjamin like

hands and didn’t want to live

at Florence, his

steadily, stressing each syllable, “Florence Fraser, death is the simplest

up the scissors that had been stabbed

he cut the bandage on his face open bit

another. His eyes, cheeks,

Florence saw his face completely, even her eyes were tearful,

what she had seen -- a

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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