My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins novel Chapter 561

It was a normal pen, which could be bought from any store on the street.

Besides, its shape had been changed and it was broken so seriously that Florence even couldn’t tell what it looked like originally.

However, she could recognize the carved smiling face on it.

It was the birthday gift that she gave to Ernest.

She particularly asked the owner to carve a smiling face according to her request.

It wasn’t a valuable pen, but she knew that Ernest took it along with him almost all the time, just like his watch and ring. He treasured the pen more than anything else.

Usually, he wasn’t willing to use it at all.

However, the pen appeared in Benjamin’s hand and was broken so seriously...

“This is fished out by my men from the sea,” Benjamin explained out of his kindness.

Florence knew which area of the sea he referred to.

Although the pen looked ordinary, it had good quality. It turned to be like this under a huge impact force or an explosion.

Ernest always kept it next to his skin.

It meant that Ernest must be quite close to the bomb and had received the strongest impact force.

His pen had become like this. Florence couldn’t imagine what about him...

Her whole body was weakened. Florence fell to the floor.

Her mind was in a mess, keeping buzzing. Suddenly, something that she had forgotten became clear in her mind.

She recalled it.

When they fell into the sea, Ernest whispered in her ear, “Florence, I won’t let you die.”

He promised her that he wouldn’t let her die.

Hence, when they fell into the sea, he tore the bomb away from her.

Under the impact force when bumping into the water, he pushed her away and distanced the bomb from her rapidly.

Hence, the impact force from the explosion came from the direction where Ernest distanced himself from her.

She didn’t die, but Ernest died for her.

“No--”

At the thought of that, Florence broke down.

She couldn’t help yelling, seeing black. She held her head and shook it desperately.

“No way! Impossible! I don’t believe it!

“He said he would go through think and thin together with me. He promised me!

“He won’t leave me and let me live on alone. He won’t! He won’t do it!” she cried out continuously and comforted herself.

However, the wall at the bottom of her heart was collapsing as if it was damaged by the flood.

Her memories and the broken pen were proving that Ernest had been blown to pieces by the explosion. He was no longer alive.

The thought brought her too much pain to breathe.

Her heart was like being torn apart alive, bleeding.

She only saw black as if her whole world had been dimmed in the darkness, almost breaking down.

Sitting in the wheelchair, Benjamin laughed complacently. He enjoyed seeing how painful and miserable Florence was.

The more miserable she was, the happier he was.

The more desperate she was, the more hope he had.

He wanted to personally see her be broken down bit by bit and turn into a walking dead.

He sneered. His hoarse voice made him sound like a demon.

“Florence Fraser, Ernest died for rescuing you. It was you who killed him.”