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

to make him talk?

won’t be that easy for him

came from the

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

at Benjamin with a gritty gaze as if

Collin still had to let Benjamin

This was so annoying.

looked at Collin, and her gaze fell upon the box in

this is

doctor, and all the medicine was

the way from the Fraser family by plane, and Collin went to get it

couldn’t

he handed the box

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

movement of Florence holding the black

drop of blood to open

This was too solemn!

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 waste something so

his entire body off

“Look for

gasped when she saw

bones fractured in several places.

be broken

dented, that

her eyes

overturned her perception

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

to kick Benjamin to

then turned into admiration for

Benjamin’s life after being like that, his medical skills were indeed the pinnacle of

up and looked

a while, but not too

box in Florence’s hand, “We still need to

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

Collin snorted coldly.

there are only two bottles of

something and