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 dying.

to make him

easy

teeth came from

dressed in casual clothing and holding a small, black box in his hand, walked over

gaze as if he wanted

Collin still had to let

This was so annoying.

at Collin, and her gaze fell upon

this is the

all

indeed valuable. It was sent all the way from the Fraser family by

couldn’t even

nodded as he handed the box

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

holding the

did it need a drop of

This was too solemn!

hesitated, and said tentatively, “Collin, Benjamin isn’t dead yet either. Your medical skill

need to waste

his entire

“Look

when she saw

do it. A fist-sized chunk was dented in Benjamin’s left chest, and bones fractured in several places. Even

broken bones pierced into his heart

chest was severely dented, that his heart was

eyes widened, “He’s

had wholly overturned her perception

wasn’t for me, would he still be

kick Benjamin

then turned into admiration for

like that, his medical skills were indeed

and looked

a while, but not too long. And he can’t even reach the physical conditions

box in Florence’s

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

Collin snorted coldly.

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

something and hurriedly