My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

Chapter 560: It Turns Out to Be Him!

“Freeze! Get her!” The maid hurriedly yelled after returning to her senses.

Tossing the dishes in the tray, she chased Florence.

Florence was running at the highest speed of her life.

She believed as long as she could run out, she could escape from here.

While running, she also saw what was outside her room. In the corridor, several doors were leading to different rooms.

Each door was closed. She wondered what was locked up inside.

Was there any human who was locked up just like her?

Florence thought about it and her heart skipped a beat suddenly. She wondered if Ernest was also locked up in one of the rooms.

At the thought of it, she slowed down. The next second, she rushed to a door of a room and twisted the doorknob to open.

“Bang!”

When she pushed the door open, she acted fast and fiercely. The door bumped onto the wall directly.

A man inside was shocked. His hand trembled and the scissors in his hand stabbed directly into the white bandages.

Seeing that, Florence was startled, feeling a bit guilty.

“Sorry. I...”

When she was about to apologize, she saw the man in the wheelchair with his face bandaged turn around. She gaped.

His whole head was a bandage. It seemed that he was about to change the dressing. She saw his bald head and forehead that were full of burn scars.

She could tell that the scars were quite new, and some of them hadn’t completed scared. With the black and rotten flesh, he looked ferocious and horrible.

Florence cast a glance and felt sickened. She almost vomited.

How could he be burned so miserably?

He was still alive. That was truly a miracle.

“Excuse us, Young Master. We were off-guard and she ran out!”

The four maids followed Florence in and blocked her way behind.

At this moment, their eyes were full of panic and fear, keeping making apologies to the man who got burned.

Florence stiffed.

Since those maids caught up with her, her escaping plan failed.

However, she noticed that they addressed this man as “Young Master”.

Then he should be the person in charge of this place, who saved her and locked her up.

Florence immediately walked into the room. Standing two-step away from the man, she looked at him solemnly.

She asked, “Do you know where Ernest Hawkins is?”

The shape of the man’s eyes had been burned to change, but he was gazing at Florence with gloominess.

His voice was rough as if his vocal cords had been seriously damaged.

He said in a steady and ironic tone, “I didn’t expect your first question as soon as you see me is about Ernest Hawkins.”

Florence stiffed.

The man’s face was covered with a bandage, so she couldn’t tell his appearance. His vocal cords had been injured, so she couldn’t tell his original timbre. However, his evil tone brought Florence a familiar fear.

She trembled and looked at him uneasily.

“Who the heck are you?”

“Ho ho ho... Flory, who do you think I am?”

He gazed at Florence with hatred as a demon climbing up from the hell, wishing to drag her into hell the next second.

Blood drained from Florence’s face immediately. An impossible name appeared in her mind.

She took several steps backward.

She stammered in an extremely trembling voice, “You... You... You are...”

Looking at her panicked face, the bandage on the man’s face was pulled as if he was smiling.

He said, stressing each syllable, “Why? Why are you so surprised when seeing me still alive?”

Florence’s guess was confirmed completely.

She felt like falling into hell in an instant.

It was him!

It was really him!

“Benjamin Turner, did you save me? How could it be possible? Even you were not dead in the explosions, how could you be able to deal with the matters on the sea?”

She was pretty sure that things had already become unpredictable when Ernest jumped into the sea with her in his arms.

Even Stanford, who chased them immediately, wasn’t able to save her.

Benjamin did run into the bombs inside the church. He would be seriously injured even if he hadn’t been killed. How could he be able to rescue her?

Seeing that Florence was so freaked out, Benjamin was quite delighted.

He explained happily, “I bound the bomb on you, so I had expected all the possibilities that would happen, including that Ernest Hawkins would surely save you.

“I deployed the serial bombs to ensure that he would fail to remove the bomb on you. The only way that you would survive was that he would jump into the sea while holding you. By using the huge impact from the sea water, he could manage to bump the bomb away from your body.”

Florence gaped at the man who was wrapped by the bandage all over as if she was gaping at a devil.

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Hence, he could take her away from the sea before Stanford could.

Then he locked her up here as the bargaining chip.

Florence felt so cold all over her. She questioned, “Have you also locked up Ernest?”

Her tone was quite affirmative.

However, inwardly, she was quite easy and expectant. Only God knew how much she hoped that Benjamin would admit that he had locked up Ernest.

At least, it meant that Ernest was still alive.

Besides, if the impact force of the sea could bump the bomb away, Ernest should have thrown it away as well. Florence didn’t think he had been injured by the explosion.

“I didn’t find his body.”

Benjamin’s answer was quite indifferent.

“Even the impact force of the sea could bump the bomb away from you, it was too close for you to survive. Hence, there must be someone to take away the bomb from you.”

Florence was startled.

When they fell into the water, she had felt that Ernest pushed her away...

Benjamin’s voice was full of delightful amusement. “As you could see, Ernest Hawkins had been blown into pieces in the explosion because he was holding the bomb.

“That’s why my men still haven’t found his body so far.”

Upon hearing it, Florence couldn’t help trembling.

With reddish eyes, she glared at Benjamin and excitedly yelled, “No! Impossible! You lied to me! You are lying!”

She didn’t believe it at all.

Since Ernest could have a way to rescue her, he must have a way to save himself.

He was so strong and skilled in fighting. He should have been able to toss away the bomb.

Florence was certain.

They couldn’t find him because he was impacted too heavily, much heavier than she was, so he might be far away from her.

Probably Ernest had floated too far away and Benjamin’s men only searched the nearby sea area, so they couldn’t find him.

“I don’t care if you believe or not, but I believe you should know this thing.”

With an evil smile, Benjamin stiffly reached out his fingers, which were wrapped by the bandage, to a tray next to him. Then he lifted the white cloth covered.

A thing was exposed.

As soon as Florence saw it, she felt as if she had dropped into an icy abyss.