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 Ernest distanced

die, but Ernest died for

“No--”

the thought of that,

help yelling, seeing black. She held her head

way! Impossible! I don’t

said he would go through think and thin together

leave me and let me live on alone. He won’t! He won’t do it!” she cried

wall at the bottom of her heart was collapsing as if it was damaged by the

had been blown to pieces by the explosion. He was no longer

thought brought her too much pain

heart was like being torn

if her whole world had been dimmed

Benjamin laughed complacently. He enjoyed seeing

was, the happier

she was, the more hope he

see her be broken down

voice made him

Ernest died for rescuing you. It was you

words were reechoed

like a needle

a daze, tears dropping. She looked

her, Ernest wouldn’t take the risk, and nor would

all because of

that she was the one who had

why don’t you kill

glared at Benjamin like a

hands and didn’t want to live on any longer, she

Florence, his eyes full of unconcealed

each syllable, “Florence Fraser, death is the simplest

reached his bandaged hand slowly and picked up the scissors that had been stabbed

the bandage on his face open bit by

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

even her

had seen

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

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