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.

was fearless, not even

make

be that easy for him to

came from the doorway.

holding a small, black box in

if he wanted to stomp him to

had

This was so annoying.

and her gaze fell upon the

this is the

and all the

the way from the Fraser family by

Collin couldn’t even open

nodded as he handed the box

your finger into this notch, and it will hurt a little. It needs a little

movement of Florence holding

a drop of blood to

This was too solemn!

dead yet either. Your medical skill is unparalleled. As long as there’s still a breath, you can save him, right? How

they wouldn’t need to waste

to Benjamin with a grim face and turned his entire body off the ground so that

“Look

when

bones fractured in several places.

there must be broken

his chest was severely dented, that his

her eyes widened, “He’s still

her perception of the

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

to kick Benjamin

initially but then turned into admiration for

still save Benjamin’s life after being like that, his medical skills were indeed the pinnacle of the medical world, a miracle that no one else

and looked at

not

Florence’s hand, “We still need

this, you can bring Benjamin back

Collin snorted coldly.

only two bottles

and hurriedly shut