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.

explosion came from the

but Ernest died

“No--”

the thought of that, Florence broke

couldn’t help yelling, seeing black. She held her

I don’t believe

said he would go through think and thin together

live on alone. He won’t! He won’t

the bottom of her heart was collapsing as

were proving that Ernest had been blown to pieces by the explosion. He was

her too

being torn apart

saw black as if her whole world had been dimmed in the darkness,

Benjamin laughed complacently. He enjoyed seeing how painful and

was, the

more desperate she was, the more hope

to personally see her be broken down bit

His hoarse voice made him sound like a

Fraser, Ernest died for rescuing you. It was

words were reechoed

a needle stabbed into her

widened her eyes in a daze, tears dropping. She looked

wanted to rescue her, Ernest

was all

that she was

why don’t you

suddenly looked up and glared at Benjamin like

fallen into his hands and didn’t want to live on

his eyes

the simplest thing in

and picked up the scissors

on his

white bandages fell one after another. His

her

had

was far more vicious than she could describe. His whole face 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 on his

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