My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

Florence followed the bodyguard and quickly walked to the villa where Benjamin was being held.

She had guessed before that Benjamin might be tortured terribly, but she had not imagined that Benjamin could be so miserable.

In the dark and depressing room, where there was not even a single ray of sunlight, Benjamin’s hands and feet were chained with heavy iron chains. The scars from the explosion had not yet been healed but were picked open and dripping with blood on his body.

But yet, medicine was applied to it so that he wouldn’t bleed to death or become infected.

On the parts of his body that were not so severely wounded, Benjamin had all sorts of strange cuts and marks.

There was not a single piece of intact skin to be found all over his body, not even on the soles of his feet.

He was lying on the ground and in a mess, not even like a human being.

It was worse than being alive.

Florence stared at him blankly, unable to tell what she felt in her heart.

There was no sympathy or pleasure.

A proud man who once could have whatever he wanted was now in this state, sad and lamentable.

To Benjamin, death was the only way to be decent.

But, being able to die was extravagant for him now.

The bodyguard stood alertly beside Florence, carefully shielding her.

“Miss, don’t go too far over. He’s covered in blood, lest you dirty your shoes.”

These tones and words indicated as if Benjamin was a stinking mess of rubbish on the ground.

Benjamin’s body, which was lying stiffly on the ground, moved weakly as if to express his anger.

Florence pursed her lips, looking at him with a sullen gaze.

“He never opened his mouth?”

“Yes. He’s so stubborn, not afraid of any torture or pain. He’s so obsessed with going to die with another person.”

The bodyguard said with a headache.

Florence frowned as she heard it with a heavy heart. Benjamin’s obsession was too deep and reckless, just like a madman.

not even afraid of dying.

how to make

easy for him

came

dressed in casual clothing and holding a small, black box

gaze as if he wanted to stomp him to death right

had to let Benjamin

This was so annoying.

gaze fell upon the box in his

this is the ‘The

all the medicine

It was sent all the way from the Fraser family by plane, and Collin went to get

Collin couldn’t

as he handed the

into this notch, and it will hurt a

holding the

did it need a drop of blood

This was too solemn!

changed as she looked at the black box, hesitated, and said tentatively, “Collin, Benjamin isn’t dead yet either. Your medical skill is unparalleled. As long as there’s

they wouldn’t need to waste something so

turned his entire

“Look

gasped when she

chunk was dented in Benjamin’s left chest, and bones fractured in several places. Even broken

must be broken bones pierced into

severely dented, that his

with her eyes widened, “He’s

had wholly overturned her perception of

it wasn’t for me, would he still be alive? It’s exhausting trying

to kick Benjamin to

but then turned into admiration for Collin from the

life after being like that, his medical skills were indeed the pinnacle

stood up and looked at Florence

just a pity that I can only keep him alive for a while, but not too long. And he can’t even reach the physical conditions to continue the

at the box in Florence’s hand, “We still

amazed, “With this, you can bring Benjamin back to life, being as healthy as a

Collin snorted coldly.

treasure. But, unfortunately, there are only two bottles of it in

realized something and hurriedly