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.

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

die, but Ernest

“No--”

thought of that,

black. She held her head and shook it

I don’t

he would go through think and thin

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

at the bottom of her heart was collapsing as if

pen were proving that Ernest had been blown to pieces by the explosion. He was

too

being torn apart alive,

only saw black as if her whole world had

the wheelchair, Benjamin laughed complacently. He enjoyed

miserable she was,

was, the more hope

down bit

His hoarse voice made

you. It was you who

words were reechoed

like a needle stabbed into her

a daze, tears dropping. She looked extremely

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

was all because

wished that she was the

why don’t you kill

looked up and glared at Benjamin like a

didn’t want to live on any longer,

Florence, his eyes full of

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

up the scissors that

he cut the bandage on

another. His eyes, cheeks, lips, and

completely, even her

had

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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