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

to make

easy

teeth came

black box in his hand, walked over with a grim

gaze as if he wanted to stomp him

Collin still had to

This was so annoying.

looked at Collin, and her gaze fell upon

this is the ‘The

and all the medicine was

sent all the way from the Fraser family by plane, and Collin went

Collin couldn’t

he handed

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

Florence holding the

it need a drop

This was too solemn!

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

to

his entire body off the ground so

“Look for

gasped when

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

must be broken

chest was severely dented, that his

curled her lips with her eyes widened,

wholly overturned her perception of the human

“If it wasn’t for me, would he still be alive? It’s exhausting trying to resuscitate

to kick Benjamin

turned into admiration for Collin from the bottom of her

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

looked

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

in Florence’s hand, “We still need

this, you can bring Benjamin back to life, being as healthy as a

Collin snorted coldly.

only two bottles of it in the entire Fraser family. And it’s for Stanford in

suddenly realized something and hurriedly