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

She held her head and shook

way! Impossible! I don’t

through think and thin

He won’t! He won’t do it!” she cried

the bottom of her heart was collapsing

been blown to pieces by the explosion. He was no

too much pain

heart was like being torn apart alive,

black as if her whole world had been dimmed in

wheelchair, Benjamin laughed complacently. He

she was, the happier he

she was, the more

broken down bit by bit and

made

rescuing you. It was you who killed

words were reechoed in Florence’s

word was like a needle stabbed

eyes in a daze, tears dropping. She

weren’t that he wanted to rescue her, Ernest wouldn’t

was all because

wished that she was the one who had

don’t you kill

up and glared at Benjamin like a

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

his eyes full

is the simplest thing in

and picked up the scissors that had been stabbed

the bandage on his face open bit

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

even her eyes were tearful,

she had seen --

she could describe. His whole face was full of seriously burned scars and rotten flesh, intertwined with the pus. It was

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