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.

fearless, not even afraid of dying.

make him talk?

be that easy

teeth came from the doorway.

and holding a small, black box

with a gritty gaze as if he wanted to stomp him to death

Collin still had to let

This was so annoying.

Collin, and her gaze fell

is the

and all the

the way from the Fraser family by

Collin couldn’t even

as he handed the box

a little. It needs a little

Florence holding the black

a drop of blood to

This was too solemn!

gaze 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 still a breath, you can save him, right? How about you

wouldn’t need to

turned his entire body off the ground

said, “Look

when she

was dented in Benjamin’s left chest, and bones fractured in several places. Even broken bones that pierced out of

must be broken bones pierced

chest was severely dented, that his heart

her lips with her eyes widened, “He’s still alive

wholly overturned her

for me, would he still be alive? It’s exhausting trying

kick

initially but then turned into admiration for Collin

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

looked at Florence with

I can only keep him alive for a while, but not

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

even more amazed, “With this, you can bring Benjamin back to

Collin snorted coldly.

there are only two bottles of it in the entire Fraser family. And

realized something and hurriedly shut