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

make him talk?

won’t be that easy

of teeth came

casual clothing and holding a small, black

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

Collin still had to

This was so annoying.

and her gaze fell upon the

this is the

was a doctor, and all the

indeed valuable. It was sent all the way from the

couldn’t even

he handed the box

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

Florence holding the black box

need a drop of blood to open

This was too solemn!

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

need to waste something so

grim face and turned his entire body off the ground so

“Look for

when she

in Benjamin’s left chest, and bones fractured in several places. Even broken bones

broken

severely dented, that his heart

eyes widened, “He’s still alive

her perception of the

he

to kick

was shocked initially but then turned into admiration for Collin

after being like that, his medical skills were indeed the pinnacle of the

stood up and looked at

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

at the box in Florence’s hand, “We

you can bring Benjamin back to life, being as healthy

Collin snorted coldly.

two bottles of it in

suddenly realized something and