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.

fearless, not even

how to make him

won’t be that easy

came

holding a small, black box in his

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

still had to

This was so annoying.

Collin, and her gaze fell upon the box in his

is the

was a doctor, and all the medicine

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

couldn’t even open

nodded as he handed

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

Florence holding

did it need a drop of blood to open

This was too solemn!

“Collin, Benjamin isn’t dead yet either. Your medical skill is unparalleled. As long

they wouldn’t need to waste something

walked over to Benjamin with a grim face and turned his entire body off the ground

said, “Look for

gasped when she

in Benjamin’s left chest, and bones fractured in several

must be broken bones pierced into his heart

was severely dented,

her eyes widened,

had wholly overturned her perception of

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

to kick

but then turned into admiration for

life after being like that, his medical skills were indeed the pinnacle of the medical world, a miracle that no one else

up and looked at

not too long. And he can’t even

looked at the box in Florence’s hand, “We still need

can bring Benjamin back to life, being as healthy as a normal

Collin snorted coldly.

thing is a real life-saving treasure. But, unfortunately, there are only two bottles of it

and hurriedly shut