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.

the impact force from the explosion came from the

die, but

“No--”

of that,

She held her head and

Impossible! I

he would go through think and thin together with

He won’t! He

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

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

too much pain to

like being torn

black as if her whole world had been dimmed

Benjamin laughed complacently. He enjoyed seeing how painful

miserable she was, the

more desperate she was, the more hope he

be broken down bit by bit and turn into

His hoarse voice made him sound like a

rescuing you. It was

words were reechoed in

a needle

in a daze, tears dropping. She looked extremely

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

all

she was the one who had

Turner, why don’t

up and glared at Benjamin like a

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

his

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

hand slowly and picked up the

on his face

after another. His eyes,

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

had seen -- a

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

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