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.

came from the direction where

but Ernest

“No--”

thought of that, Florence broke

She held her head and shook it

way! Impossible! I don’t

he would go through think and thin

live on alone. He won’t! He won’t do it!” she cried out continuously

heart was collapsing

were proving that Ernest had been blown to

too much pain

being torn apart alive,

if her whole world had been dimmed

Benjamin laughed complacently. He enjoyed

she was, the

desperate she was, the more hope

wanted to personally see her be broken down bit by bit and turn into a

sneered. His hoarse voice made him sound

Ernest died for rescuing you. It was you

words were reechoed

word was like a needle stabbed into her

eyes in a daze, tears dropping.

wanted to rescue her, Ernest wouldn’t take the risk, and nor would he be

all

she was the

don’t

glared at Benjamin

she had fallen into his hands and didn’t want to live on any longer, she

at Florence, his eyes full

stressing each syllable, “Florence Fraser, death is the simplest thing in this

reached his bandaged hand slowly and picked up the scissors that

the bandage on his face open bit by

white bandages fell one after another. His eyes, cheeks, lips, and chin were

Florence saw his face completely, even her eyes were tearful, she inhaled in

she had seen -- a

was full of seriously burned scars and rotten flesh, intertwined with the pus. It was crisscrossed with wounds, and no intact skin could be found

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