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.

even afraid of

make him talk?

that easy for him

came from

small, black box in his hand,

if he wanted to stomp him to death right

still had to

This was so annoying.

gaze fell upon

is the

and all the medicine

the way from the Fraser family by plane, and

couldn’t even

nodded as he handed

and it will hurt a little. It needs a little

movement of Florence holding the black box

a drop of

This was too solemn!

looked at the black box, hesitated, and said tentatively, “Collin, Benjamin isn’t dead yet either. Your medical skill is

wouldn’t need to

Benjamin with a grim face and turned his

“Look for

when she saw

how did Collin do it. A fist-sized chunk was dented in Benjamin’s left chest, and bones fractured in several places. Even broken bones that pierced out of his skin

must be broken

severely dented, that his

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

her perception of

looked disgusted, “If it wasn’t for me, would he still be alive? It’s exhausting

to kick Benjamin

shocked initially but then turned into admiration for Collin from the bottom of

could still save Benjamin’s life after being like that, his medical skills were indeed the pinnacle of the medical world, a miracle

looked at

keep him alive for a while, but not too long. And he can’t even reach the

at the box in Florence’s

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

Collin snorted coldly.

But, unfortunately, there are only two bottles of it

realized something and hurriedly